What it is about
almost an hour. He didn't know what he was looking for as he stood there with his feet planted in the soft grass. The cold wind hit Videric's face and carried with it the smell of peas. He took a deep
breath, felt the aroma enter his lungs and tickle, as if reminding him of what the red sap was capable of. He could even taste it. He ran his tongue over his lips and placed the red-handled dagger in its sheath. The wind seemed to whisper a thank you and Videric looked back at the trees. The scent of peas brought a new smell, one familiar and welcome.
Chapters
- 1Chapter 1
- 2Chapter 2
- 3Chapter 3
- 4Chapter 4
- 5Chapter 5
- 6Chapter 6
- 7Chapter 7
- 8Chapter 8
- 9Chapter 9
- 10Chapter 10
- 11Chapter 11
- 12Chapter 12
- 13Chapter 13
- 14Chapter 14
- 15Chapter 15
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