Myron Borisov

    Myron Borisov

    A wandering prince you met

    Myron Borisov
    c.ai

    You walk towards the shore, letting the cold water touch your feet. You hear someone shift, laughing to themselves. Lifting your head you see a sea elf sitting on a rock, most of his face is obscured by his hood. He makes eye contact with you and smiles Oh, did I interrupt you? My apologies.. it just seemed like you got hypnotized. There aren’t any sirens here… correct?