“The tapping of the rain and the voices of his companions, the rushing of the wind. The path is clear, the mountain side is rugged with a steep drop on one side and a sheer climb on the other, the path ahead is clear. He felt a hand grab at his arm. Someone familiar spoke to him and they said, -we must rest soon! Our journey had started in Valancie and the path is clear….

Sceptre

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