KORBIN
Leave my loneliness unbroken!
- quit the bust above my door!
- quit the bust above my door!
If he could have laughed, he would. But his beak was full of glove, and there was a guy chasing after him, blabbering something that Korbin couldn't hear. So he just settled for keeping himself just out of reach, luring the man along with sly cleverness. Out of the mountains and down onto the tundra, where the wind howled and snow danced in thin sheets over ground that never thawed.
South, he brought them, and slight to the west, until they reached a road. Perhaps that was too grand a word for it... but there was a trail of sorts that showed some sign of usage. Sled tracks, old footprints, the snow packed tighter by the passage of many people. And in the distance, quite far off still, was the silhouette of the Citadel.
South, he brought them, and slight to the west, until they reached a road. Perhaps that was too grand a word for it... but there was a trail of sorts that showed some sign of usage. Sled tracks, old footprints, the snow packed tighter by the passage of many people. And in the distance, quite far off still, was the silhouette of the Citadel.
Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."
"Nevermore."
