a sharp-tongued serpent with a broken jaw who can't tell east from west, good from bad, love from hate, dreams from reality. a sharp-tongued serpent with a gleaming eye, a handful of dust, a heart of gold, and a plan
“A man standing in his saddle in the half-lit half-alive dawn banged on the shutters and called two names. He was just a hat and a cloak levitating in the grey plume of his own breath, but when he called we came. That much is certain - we came”