Chapter Twenty Three
/i/"How long can I wait?"/i/ * "He's telling the truth." The Night Man spoke softly, his braided hair flickering in the heavy wind. The golden sun had rose high up to the sky and was glittering down heavily on the tree house. The smell of frying eggs filled the windy air. Teyha sat beside Rose staring down at the woodland floor that stretched below them, "What's that?" Teyha turned and stared at Raphanale who bent down beside the fire cooking four large eggs on the flat side of a stone, "That Sims man is right. There are guards on the edges of the forest." "Maybe we could find a path where are none?" Rose said softly and Teyha nodded. The warm sun was shining down on her face warming her eyes. It was hard to feel scared when the heat relaxed her racing mind. /I/Brooke kissed me. /I/ W
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