Chapter 35: Phyllis
The color. The Kanter River flowed endlessly. Looking out from the carriage window, scattered villages dotted the vast green plains, their colors interwoven with patches of gold. “Master, we’re almost…
The color. The Kanter River flowed endlessly. Looking out from the carriage window, scattered villages dotted the vast green plains, their colors interwoven with patches of gold. “Master, we’re almost…