The life of the Foreseer is cold. It is lonely. It is days spent with his head buried in books, taking only glimpses of the world beyond his Tower. Look too long, and forbidden tho...
Zayne gritted his teeth, pressing the back of his head against the door and clenching his hand around the twisting knob, threatening to expose him at any given moment. You ******ir...
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