Chapter Seven:
The land was to become cruel to them, their blanketing skies lit with storms, filled the valleys with rain. Ari’s body had weakened, her voice no longer filled with joy, her eyes pale, her heart slow. She struggled to waken, her chest rattling with a cough, her head heavy. Callie lit warm fires, made teas of herbs but could only
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anyway...as great as ever!
cant wait for more
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