84 Peace never lasts

While no on disturbed the peace they had for more than five years, the hollowness in Speranza's heart never filled up. While she smiled the backlight in her eyes shined without any joy. She missed her husband dearly. Slowly coming to term with his apparent sudden death. She now lived for one person only and that was there only son Jonathan.

The boy was the spitting image of his father with the hair colour of his mother. Elven ears angular features shown his breeding heritage.

The boy excelled in both magic and fighting prowess. Growing rapidly into a youth that was born to be a leader.

Bast trained the young boy into a fine warrior while Chie and Speranza thought him the ropes of magical arts.

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rumbles could be heard from miles away.

Carts pulled by ox and horses, while others just had to pull their cart themselves.

They all heading toward the south away from the miasma, where the undead grew greater and greater in numbers.

Soon near dusk, the caravan reached the little meadows where Speranza and her group had been living.

seeing such a large amount of people Saya wondered about what happened. so that they would all move.

The group went to meet the caravan before they entered the meadows. At the edge of the protective barrier.

An older man who rode on an ox cart gestured to the rest to stop while younger men walked forward to greet them.