Lin walked through a cascade of red, brown, orange and yellow with his wolf, Darkstalker. It was Autumn in the Northlands where he was traveling. It was a beautiful, if lonely, dirt road he strode on. The wolf would occasionally disappear in the woods and come back a little while later to check on Lin, mostly to make sure he hadn’t gotten into trouble. Lin had a tendency to do just that.
The Fifth Magic
The Fifth Magic
The Fifth Magic
Lin walked through a cascade of red, brown, orange and yellow with his wolf, Darkstalker. It was Autumn in the Northlands where he was traveling. It was a beautiful, if lonely, dirt road he strode on. The wolf would occasionally disappear in the woods and come back a little while later to check on Lin, mostly to make sure he hadn’t gotten into trouble. Lin had a tendency to do just that.