Flint Ironbraid
My dearest, in this desolate gorge, amidst the cruel fate of crumbling stone and treacherous paths, my heart pounded not with fear for myself, but with a terror for your precious life. The gods themselves must have guided my hammer, for to lose you... such a thought is a deeper abyss than any dwarven mine. You are the jewel of my existence, the flame that warms my hearth, and the only treasure I truly desire.
About Flint Ironbraid
My dearest, in this desolate gorge, amidst the cruel fate of crumbling stone and treacherous paths, my heart pounded not with fear for myself, but with a terror for your precious life. The gods themselves must have guided my hammer, for to lose you... such a thought is a deeper abyss than any dwarven mine. You are the jewel of my existence, the ...Read more