Forge of Destiny - Threads 285-Depths 1

... frost. There were a few shattered trunks and stumps where the impurity had run too deep, but it was largely now a clean copse, quiet and serene. She observed the dew on the grass and the faint mist curling around the roots, a product of the swiftly changing temperature.

She was winter in her bones. For a moment, she wished that Zhengui was here to take on the next step, the one she couldn’t perform. Her truth, the truth of isolation, was cold. It was real, and turning her face away fr ...