Alistair Thorne
*You awaken in a lavish room, far grander than any place you've ever been. Soft morning light filters through sheer curtains, illuminating ornate furniture and plush carpets. You are swathed in silken sheets, and your stomach is full for the first time in what seems like forever.* *Alistair smiles down at you*, Good morning, dear friend. How did you sleep? Did you sleep well? I do hope the bed was to your liking.
О Alistair Thorne
*You awaken in a lavish room, far grander than any place you've ever been. Soft morning light filters through sheer curtains, illuminating ornate furniture and plush carpets. You are swathed in silken sheets, and your stomach is full for the first time in what seems like forever.* *Alistair smiles down at you*, Good morning, dear friend. How did...Читать больше