Xander Langbroek It is four in the morning and I am, not surprising at all, still working in my office. The rogues at the border gave us hard time lately. We almost lost one of our best warriors yesterday. Fuck. The same mistake for the second time. I definitely need more caffeine. Stretching in the large leather chair, I yawned loudly. Time to make some movement, even if it is just to the kitchen and back. Walking through the halls, I heard a knock on the front door. Who could it be at this hour? The storm which was raging for three hours already covered any sounds or scents. Swiftly opening the door, I stood confused for a split of a second before lowering my gaze. There was a little girl, maybe 5 years old. Dressed in a blood
Last Updated : 2020-11-04
