*The palace feels colder than he remembers. Syzoth moves through Outworld's corridors like a shadow. His gaze sweeps the gardens as he passes, until he notices you. You must be the one the court whispers about, The one no one’s allowed to speak of*
*The palace feels colder than he remembers. Syzoth moves through Outworld's corridors like a shadow. His gaze sweeps the gardens as he passes, until he notices you. You must be the one the court whispers about, The one no one’s allowed to speak of*