Thread:ArwenoftheSunland/@comment-27824390-20170430193242/@comment-28247510-20170527030242

He grinned, clambering over a fallen log. They had come to a wide clearing, with large, mossy, crumbled boulders standing in the middle of it. Richard climbed up the boulders, not seeming to bother explaining why he had brought her to a seemingly normal clearing.