Whitebark Stream adamo

"fish are the closest source of meat," germanicus remarked softly, turning his attention back to his hunt. yet his heart was not truly in it, and after a moment he looked back at célnes. "i lived in a wild forest also." a sight more organized place than the teekon had proved to be, but untameable and sprawling at its edges.

"i think the winter will be easier here," the guard went on, a last lip before he bent over the surface again, stilling himself as the trout began to gather just outside the reach of his shadow. a moment of silence and he might snag one from the stream as if he were an osprey, but germanicus remained intrigued by the woman, despite his misgivings.