The Storm King
Chapter 1093: Archelaus
Blue.
The sky was blue.
The sky was always blue.
The Origin Spark far above burned a brilliant gold-white.
The clouds danced across the sky, light and fluffy.
The grass around him glowed a vibrant red.
Ferns and bushes and flowers of all sorts painted a panoply of colors all throughout the garden.
But Archelaus processed none of it. It was all the same. Everything was always the same. Every day came and went, offering no new experiences. He was alone, numb.
He’d been lying in the fields of his garden for several hundred years, unmoving, uncaring as flowers and weeds and grass grew around him, periodically enshrouding him until his servants could muster the nerve to clear the ground around him.
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