Cold water is hitting the ground, in form of flakes. All leafs have disconnected from the trees, revealing big branches, that look like thorns of roses. But even in the winter, the hunters do not rest. You would think, it would be quite harder to find prey, at this time of the year. However, not all can hide. Most creatures have camouflaged themselves, to be harder to locate. But, when you are as big as them, they will recognize you, most definitely. And if you are taller, the game´s over.
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Wanderlust
FantasyWanderlust plays after Goodbye. Sag is back on earth, but his son is gone. Now, he's left without a purpose, so he travels the world, searching for one. Will he find what he's searching for? If you could travel anywhere, no matter if a real place or...
