The scorched weed stood, accusing, before them. “Show me what you drew, exactly.” Melja’s voice was more serious than Einarr had ever heard. Einarr peered at the… Read more “7.8 – Syntax”
Tag: Hm. Shrouded Village. I’m sure nothing bad will happen there
7.4 – Farewells
With some reluctance, the Matrons of the Conclave invited in the alfr calling himself ‘friend’ to sit in their hall and discuss the matter. They were very… Read more “7.4 – Farewells”
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