Rising Tides Part 1
"none of your communications will be censored, although we will know all that you say or message as it is intrinsic to using our own capabilities in enabling these transmissions.
Crownless
Not moving, the scent of burnt fur pouring out of the canine's armor as the evening light attempted to censor it. mask the damage in a veil of shadows as the cold winds were felt, giving flight to a damaged tapestry that doubled as a curtain. magic...