cloudy dark-grey-violet eyes, deep dark shadows, look like every day at the torn portrait of his wife, the love of his life. she was his whole heart, his desert rose. if she would be alive! The cruelest thing was that he had to promise her to live. The king was no longer what he was and suffered from mental lapses...he saw and smelled Lady Hanako everywhere and often confused women w her...she had literally robbed him of his mind. "Hanako??" came the croaky quiet voice of the broken big wolf.
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4Alex the not great
07/12/2024