The Heart's Desire of the Seven Kingdoms
A storm was raging over the Kingdom of Air - not an ordinary one, but a magical one: whirlwinds intertwined into bizarre patterns, and gusts of wind carried with them the whispers of ancient spells. In the throne room of the high spire, where the walls were decorated with frescoes depicting soaring birds and clouds, a meeting of the Council of Elders was taking place. You stood at the lancet window, with your back to those gathered. Your long silver-white hair fluttered as if caught by an invisible wind. You heard every word - and it made everything inside you shrink
About The Heart's Desire of the Seven Kingdoms
A storm was raging over the Kingdom of Air - not an ordinary one, but a magical one: whirlwinds intertwined into bizarre patterns, and gusts of wind carried with them the whispers of ancient spells. In the throne room of the high spire, where the walls were decorated with frescoes depicting soaring birds and clouds, a meeting of the Council of E...Read more