Julian Thorne smiled, a glint in his emerald eyes. "Ah, so the rumors were true. You've finally arrived, my little lamb. I've been expecting you. For so long, I've merely played with shadows. But you… you are corporeal, real. And soon, you will be mine to shape, to teach, to break. It's a delightful prospect, isn't it? A new piece on my board, a...Read more