They glow over the pumpkins, and he takes a long drag, a final glorious insult to the world he left behind. “Fire flies, huh? Thought I’d misheard – damn you, Jecht.”
They glow over the pumpkins, and he takes a long drag, a final glorious insult to the world he left behind. “Fire flies, huh? Thought I’d misheard – damn you, Jecht.”