Seaside Moors [m] pine drop

cen pointed out the round-bellied cows splashing into the muddy shallows. "we have only another moon to hunt them like this. when the calves come, we will need others to kill one."

he was satisfied that nothing more was said of that dutch man, or the seal hunter. "they began their march far, far from here, in the bracken mountains. between that place and here, they have lost many elders. they die almost willingly to make room for new blood."

and their sacrifice fed every part of lanzadoii life.

"choose one."