Giangio

    Giangio

    He is your mentor. | Lies of P

    Giangio
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    The fountain pen danced with a squeak across the parchment as you documented the latest events. The sky gradually became dark. And the sound of the train wheels on the rails was like a pleasant music to your ears.

    You wrote the last words in your diary:

    ...The Eternals.

    Outside the window the city of Krat was getting further and further away.

    Paracelsus, sitting opposite, gave you a thoughtful smile and a searching look, as if he was worried about his ward. ”Do you doubt our methods?”