Taking her time this morning, Rivalle sauntered along the trail outside of her private estate, the last vestiges of the morning fog lingering around the patches of forest and low hills rimming the main area of the property. She listened to the birds chirping as they flew about, pausing to enjoy a few sips of her steaming herbal tea. Moving on after a flight of purple and red birds flew off from...
Stumped for Rivalle
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