With his home now gone, and having no reason at all to stay, the stale blue half-breed
gathered what he sought to be useful. With him, he found a good shoulder pack which he
filled with old spiced grain. Looking around his current surroundings, he...
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•The Last Dance•
It was a peaceful village, the only sounds heard most of the time were those schlepped by
nature. It was that time around winter where the villagers were staying in most of the time,
the other half gathering food from certain areas...
Drony, OC, beginning