,...the lemon houses.

The trees ripped apart. It was all at once. I'd never seen a more wretched thing. Spirits poured out we saw every knowledge they owned. We were all taken aback. The boy especially. His eyes grew wide with delight and I was sure he would be the end of us all. I'd later find out I was very wrong. His sister was still around then, and her reaction that day was certainly among the stranger. The strangest, I believe, was that of one of the elder men, who had tried to bury his head in order to see no more. He would have died had the boy not stopped him.

Stream/Purchase :: Hunting Hat - ,...the lemon houses.

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