The Pit

DAPHNE

Having left a silhouette of some sparkling black substance in our wake, Klyesque and I fly into the night, the smoke and fury of our transports’ hooves the only flash of movement to be seen. We ride fast toward the Woodland realm, clearing the Trail of Fallen Rock before the sun has compl...

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