Poison seems to be all that girl can think about, Avery thought.
She walked on silently with the rest of the group through the dark and damp forest, Kalir nearest. It was the musty atmosphere and heavy air that was making her cough. She had most certaintly never been in this enviroment before.
"We should be stopping soon," She heard Kalir whisper.
She wondered if he was telling her that or resuring her that sleep was close at hand. She felt better now anyway. Good enought to put up with Ajada anyway, who at the moment seemed to be quite upset with the fact that she couldn't write anymore. That fact alone made Avery smile.
As the darkness continued to close around them, Avery thought she could see movement of..well...something out of the corner of her eye. Her hand went automatically to her sword, and she let it grip the hilt of her sword...
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~~Your finger hired the crew?
~No, that's silly. The man who lives in my finger hired the crew, Mr. Bimbol.
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