Bonding time between Uncle and Chon. The first approach isn't very successful... Collin is already regretting asking his brother for some help, ahah.
Those clay bird whistles are a fond memory of my childhood. I was undecided between them... Or the moo cow box... (<v<)b
Well, birds always win first with me! And there's a meaning to it, on the next page and forward!
I need to take care of some things first in the coming week, and take better care of my wrists, so I'll skip next update on to the 15th March. I hope in your understanding, thank you. ;^;))
A simple story about the meeting of a former volunteer soldier in training and a warrior from a particular tribe. A fate that connects them, and a task to complete.
“Freedom in mind, a goal to be set. May your Spirit be as strong as the Sun’s warmth, and your Soul be as kind as the Moon’s fair light.”
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