The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
He nodded. "Good-urk!" He coughed. "Not again!" He began to cough blood and hot chocolate flying everywhere. He barely made his way to the window to see a person dressed in complete black with a nanite nullifier. He fell to the floor."yeah I'll be okay. I was able to my breath for most of the time under there." She said. "I just need to get dried off"