Geborrin sped up.
He couldn’t see, but he could feel. The child was fast, nimble. Up a branch. Behind a leaf. Around the Tree.
He ran where Geborrin couldn’t follow.
But Geborrin ran faster.
He could feel the fear growing again.
–Frederic the Lesser
Geborrin sped up.
He couldn’t see, but he could feel. The child was fast, nimble. Up a branch. Behind a leaf. Around the Tree.
He ran where Geborrin couldn’t follow.
But Geborrin ran faster.
He could feel the fear growing again.
–Frederic the Lesser
Creative Mine