Gifts of wandering ice

Page 72 - Edge of a cliff

Edge of a cliff

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in Chapter 4 - Red berries in the ice

In the world made of basalt mountains one has to climb every day people do not know anything about vertigo and fear of falling. And the edge of a cliff for them means just a gorgeous view and a safe place to talk about the true purpose of shaman's quest and some secrets of their own.

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So it seems their dad and his wife don't agree...

30th Oct 2017, 6:31 AM edit delete reply

When I was little dad sometimes used to let me do something mom had forbidden. In secret, of course. Sometimes it was the other way around (mom letting me do something forbidden by dad).

30th Oct 2017, 11:58 AM edit delete reply

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