: About Me

Prologue In the centre of the large hall, swathed in furs, a figure slept upon a leather bed. Dim lights shone gently upon the protective frames of priceless artworks lining the generous wall space. Knights arrayed in armour hand-crafted by gods engaged nameless, foul beasts in mortal combat; mothers in rags suckled helpless young at their breast; glorious nobles accepted the blessings of the highest authorities, golden rings hovering above their brows in the grip of men in arrogant, flowing gowns; lovers slept, and a voice rang through the darkness. Wake up, Janus. Wake up. There's mail f...