| classification:Science fiction |
| author:Not ten strings, ple |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-29 17:35:29) |
...Hayna, whose brain was in a whirl, followed the old sprite into the living room.,He was now sitting in his wheelchair, a blanket draped over his legs.,That pallid, weak face had no color. The youthful appearance, barely seventeen or eighteen, possessed a beauty entirely different from Professor Moriarty's.。