Book Battles - Chapter 9
Chasing The Scribe
Sarn clutched his son as he stepped over a fallen tree. Melinda was somewhere ahead, according to his head map, which updated as he hiked, thanks to his magic. She was alone, so he didn't need to hurry and risk a fall or a sprained ankle. The Queen of All Trees wasn't here to heal his ankle if he turned it again.
Was it only last week t…
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