04-07-2016, 08:34 PM
Adam rested back against a tree and checked his saddle bags. He had intended to drop in oh the witch today, he had had a bluntiful harvest in his small greenhouse and planned on trading his excess for some supplies that the witch made including Scons and fresh tea, he was oddly addicted to the two ever since she had introduced him to them. He decided to wait his turn as she disliked being swamped with visitors.
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