Days had passed. Scorching sun, blazing heatwaves, vast grassy fields, pouring rain, and hunger. This was everything Twila and Pylon endured in just the past week. Yet it was nothing compared to the freedom she felt being away from her past. They reached a town and took a break a local tavern “Phew, am I exhausted. I think we need rest, don’t you think so Pylon?” Pylon purrs and sits “Let’s see what we can get here”
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