LOREN
Loren had been studying the Loreseeker’s big book of Hollowed Grounds flora and fauna. Engrossed in its pages, and furiously scribbling notes, he hadn’t realized how late it had gotten until he left the Atheneum and emerged to find that the sun had set long ago. Sighing, he shouldered the small pack with his notes and his belongings and set off for the Manor.
On the way, though, he spotted a familiar figure seated, book in hand. He hesitated, knowing he should just move on. In the end, though, he approachedWessex. ”Good evening. What are you reading?” His voice came out politely and civilly enough.
On the way, though, he spotted a familiar figure seated, book in hand. He hesitated, knowing he should just move on. In the end, though, he approached
look at how a single candle can both
defy and define the darkness
defy and define the darkness
