Love mends even the broken parts
Loren had been out trying to find the few luxere who’d already shown up. Although the summoner had been coming out to feed them regularly, obviously that had been interrupted by his stint in the pit in the Fae village. So he was back in the outskirts now, pack full of hay and apples, Astra at his side. Unfortunately, there were no other luxere to be seen.
As a roar echoed through the Outskirts, the summoner’s head whipped around. Maybe that was why the magical deer were scarce. Cautiously, the Launceleyn picked his way through the deep snow, and it didn’t take him long to come upon the dragon like figure made of snow. His jaw dropped, having never seen anything quite like it. It didn’t seem hostile, so he just settled in to watch it with wary eyes.
As a roar echoed through the Outskirts, the summoner’s head whipped around. Maybe that was why the magical deer were scarce. Cautiously, the Launceleyn picked his way through the deep snow, and it didn’t take him long to come upon the dragon like figure made of snow. His jaw dropped, having never seen anything quite like it. It didn’t seem hostile, so he just settled in to watch it with wary eyes.
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