The cool October air swept through the barren trees, some animals scampered through the swampy terrain, only fleeing from a young girl in a dark blue frilled dress, a matching cloak flowing behind her, her soft blue hair tumbling as she moved.
Ire ran through small pools of water, the wind blowing through her hair as she relished in the cold weather. She let out a sigh that echoed through the marsh. She despised the heat that had hounded her for the last four months. Bu
Meeting the legendary serpent of the swamp
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