A CROWN OF THORNS AND SPICE

Within the tangled alleys of the city, fragrance {of exotic spices{ mingles with the metallic tang of warfare. The masses surge through the streets, a mosaic of countenances, each holding their own lies. A {shadowy{ figure moves amongst the throng, eyes scanning for a goal. Secrets in the Thistle Patch A chill wind soughs through the long, shar