Huntresses Of The Moon
For three days now, a pack of snow-white wolves have circled the town. Each day there are more of them, and they are more desperate to get inside…
For three days now, a pack of snow-white wolves have circled the town. Each day there are more of them, and they are more desperate to get inside…
The air in the meeting hall is… odd. Here we are, about to find out who’ll be gifted to Winter, and there’s no fretting at all.
While the rest of the region suffers a heat wave, Charles is enjoying time next to the eternally frozen lake.
Today the statue was expected to melt, so nobody was in the town square. That would be uncouth.
The path through Silent Pines is only ever taken by the desperate. Far better to spend a month traversing frozen mountain paths than risk a week on that straight, sandy road…