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“That’s Azalea?” Wylie whispered, his voice trailing off. His eyes glazed over. A goofy smile dancing on his lips. His gaze kept following her as

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“What are these gelatinous droppings?” Fletcher crouched down in the tall, brownish grass. A translucent, yellowish blob dangled from his hunting dagger.             I grimaced

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            “We are about less than a half day’s travel from Jindi Caverns. I’m thinking once we get the turoo root we head to Luma

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My fingers skimmed the thorny stem of the hibiscus drop flower. I wasn’t able to grab it. My eyes flickered to my bolas which was

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“We’ve been going for an hour it seems,” Fletcher studied the position of the sun. “I’m guessing the makeshift bridge the woodcutter mentioned got washed

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The cart bounced along the uneven stone road that was overrun by weeds and long grass. The glasses, pots and various other trinkets rattled and

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“Ugh, and I thought it was going to be a quiet night,” Fletcher grumbled as a lively, fast tune filled the main deck of the

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 “This is a familiar situation, is it not?” Caleb changed his position under our makeshift canopy of ferns and tree branches. The rain had steadily