The war is still raging and I've heard nothing of its end. I've decided to bring her to attaraxia, we should be safe there. It is known to be the safe refuge of the ardoni. The guardian surely will let's us in. We have been traveling for a few days now. We are both very tired. We have been walking off trails to avoid being spotted. It is nice actually. Just me and her and the forest. The birds singing and trees dancing. Looking at it all you wouldn't even think a war is going on. I suppose nature is used to war and struggle by now. I am not so used to it. I hope it ends soon.
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The Formless
Fantasythe life of a mysterious species and his life in ardonia Also the art is by cloudless who is of course the best
