Lord tegeus-Cromis reclines outside his tower Balamacala, the curious Eastern instrument in his hand. His mood is inscrutable; the lyrics, elusive. The air is filled with the scent of geraniums.
Viriconium, Part 1: tegeus-Cromis
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Lord tegeus-Cromis reclines outside his tower Balamacala, the curious Eastern instrument in his hand. His mood is inscrutable; the lyrics, elusive. The air is filled with the scent of geraniums.
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