I'm doing writing prompts on Tumblr. This one's for the prompt Dreams.
Well of Roses
Now and then he still dreams of Thaldarian.
In years past it they were bittersweet at best, nightmares at worst, watching his form recede on the docks as an old man’s boat carried Oriseus away; but now it’s the gardens, the innermost and quietest, where the master
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