By nightfall, with her orders to hold the city firmly in place, she turned on her reed mat inside her tent and pulled the warm fur up over her shoulder. The city was defeated, but it need not be crushed. Closing her eyes, she was pleased with her unexpected benevolence today, Portia's warnings be damned. She felt a sharp pain in her temple and, for a moment, fell out of time. —From The Black Circle, an entry in the Tome of CHAOS
Collection: Chaos Legion
Creator: @splinterlands
Edition(s): 50
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