I picked my way through the corpses to another Illyrian.Then another. And another.Some I knew. Some I didn't. Still the killing field stretched onward under the sky.Mile after mile. A kingdom of the rotting dead.And still I looked.
Sarah J. Maas
I picked my way through the corpses to another Illyrian.Then another. And another.Some I knew. Some I didn't. Still the killing field stretched onward under the sky.Mile after mile. A kingdom of the rotting dead.And still I looked.