Created page with "by Laedha Vorondil - April 2020 Sarat absently stirs her drink, ice clinking against the sides of the glass, and stares into the whiskey's golden depths. Spending the last of..."
(Created page with "by Laedha Vorondil - April 2020 Sarat absently stirs her drink, ice clinking against the sides of the glass, and stares into the whiskey's golden depths. Spending the last of...")