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The Highlands
The Highlands
Year of the Roses
Floral Season
The Highlands
Altsas
Isla
IT'S TWILIGHT when we enter the deserted plains of the highlands. There is nothing but acres and acres of rustling trees and whistling breeze. I've become suddenly uneasy, it just dawned on me that we are going to spend time here, the sooner I get out of here the better.
Our pace has slowed down greatly, and any moment from now, I'll fall off this horse from exhaustion and spend the night unconscious, tomorrow morning too.
"When are we going to get there?" I whine.
"Where?" Kyan asks, his eyes set ahead.
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