Chapter 40: With Our Mutual Understanding, Words Are Unnecessary
The quiet wilderness was bathed in the flicker of a campfire, crackling and snapping as it burned. On a wooden rack, a venison leg sizzled with glistening oil, and a…
The quiet wilderness was bathed in the flicker of a campfire, crackling and snapping as it burned. On a wooden rack, a venison leg sizzled with glistening oil, and a…