The morning was beautiful. The camps were filled with the buzzling of cicadas. Birds chirped cheerfully and sat unseen on the woods that surrounded them. Their songs refracting though the woods. It was still so early and the sun had only risen for a few minutes, shying away the dark sky.
“So, you’re really after the Fountain of Life then?” A voice asked from behind Casix who went to have a little walk from their tent. He turned towards it and saw a boyish looking woman munching an apple on her hand.
“I’m not sure what you mean by saying ‘after’. But rest assured we’re not up to something bad.” Casix answered seriously, wanting to clarify any negative connotations that this little raven has in her mind.
To his surprise, the woman just burst out laughing. Realizing she laughed out loud
