“Nearby soldiers stopped to stare at the flame-haired, cloud-riding, staff-bearing figure rushing towards them. “He” — Brian Wilkerson Copy Share Image
“Eric looked scathingly at Tasio. “It was you, wasn't it?” “Me?” Tasio asked with wounded innocence. “Eric, I'm hurt. Has our relationship decayed so… — Brian Wilkerson Copy Share Image
“Eric asked Dengel what he thought of his new student's first ever rescue mission. Anti-climatic. Were you expecting a giant dungeon monster? Yes. As… — Brian Wilkerson Copy Share Image
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