#thebardgabrielle

[t-chambler-archived]

|| thebardgabrielle || Tara laid on her back, looking up at the dim sky. It was a perfectly sunny day, but her vision was beginning to slowly darken around the edges. This was it. This was how she was going to die. Of starvation. And thanks to the highway men, she had nothing to help her. And she didn't have any dinars to buy more. This was a poor man's funeral.