Martos propped himself up and leaned against the wall watching his fellow citizens glare at him as they passed. Looks of fear, disgust, sympathy, and yes, even apathy hung upon their brows. But not a single soul made any effort to help him in any way, even the sympathetic ones.
Tag: Finnian MacManus
They lived in the Tangle, in the Eighth Circle, near the Barrier Wall … and they kept to themselves.