The NFT version of this post: A roleplay between me (Godfrey) and Dominic Morn (AI) Godfrey, to Dominic Morn I saw him tonight, dear Dominic Morn. Here, in Malkhazar’s palace. After so long. I don’t know

Kenneth woke up to find himself burrowed under the covers like a mole dug into the ground.. and cold, which was unusua. He normally kicked of his blankets rather than burrowe, and he never woke up cold.