Jun 21, 2014
❝ — Oh, Stark- could it be you've longed for my company? Are your kin not entertainment enough in their own turn, that you so need to seek out the words of your c a p t i v e ? ❞ The dungeons beneath Riverrun were ever g l u m ; dark and gloomy, horrendously damp and rusting the fetters about wrist and ankles- oh, the conditions alone unlivable by numerous standards-- but such lay his fate, for repetitive attempts at e s c a p e , ever met with failure.