i reaced a cleareing on the first plateu of crystale mountain and the blode from my wound had dried i knew as the altitud grew with it would come snowe, and deadly wind. here i would make a camp a safe zone wich i could withdraw to if need be. dangeres lay ahead, yes, as they dide behind. i tried not to think of the many wizardes id slain with my spelles that day. i tried only thinke of my daughtere marie at home and the grate contry i fought for. im still alive thank u
Posted on: Mon, 29 Jul 2013 18:45:44 +0000