The early morning hours always seemed to be the busiest along the docks. Fishing boats bringing in their morning catches. Loading crews running in every direction as they loaded and unloaded cargo from merchant ships. All the while traders, store owners and citizens alike searched through the...
The afternoon sun glared down on her with its oppressive heat. Small gusts of wind brought no relief as they rolled across the savannah. Her throat was almost as dry as the clay of the dry riverbed beneath her bare feet. All things considered, she couldn't have picked a worse time to be out...
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