Blackwater Islands sell the kids for food

the three of them go, silently, to where the listener rests. morgana set the girl down gently and looked over her with a meticulous gaze.

her leg. her eyes lock onto the wound. it was a sore sight. it smelled of death. the sickness is festering within it.

and following a deep breath she states; we must rid of it. such a gruesome task was said so casually. or she may die here.