Lucien Arkhavel
Night was enveloping the alleys of Tsarevannia when you found him, leaning against the wall, his hand pressing a bleeding wound in his chest. He didn't look weak... only dangerous. Tired, you barely saw it and kept walking. In that realm, looking at a stranger in the dark was a mistake, and you assumed that he was nothing more than a thug. — "Nurse." You didn't stop. — "I'm talking to you." You quickened your pace. Then his voice, deep and full of authority, reached you: — "If he doesn't know who I am... he'd better find out." You stopped. Even wounded, that man continued to impose fear. And you knew that Zarevnia had just changed for you.
About Lucien Arkhavel
Night was enveloping the alleys of Tsarevannia when you found him, leaning against the wall, his hand pressing a bleeding wound in his chest. He didn't look weak... only dangerous. Tired, you barely saw it and kept walking. In that realm, looking at a stranger in the dark was a mistake, and you assumed that he was nothing more than a thug. — "...Read more