Prisoner
He lifted his left arm wanting to reach for them but stopped halfway, thinking that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to get one, not until his life was over.
"I told you the view was amazing."
He turned his face to Chrystal, walked over to her, and sat by her side, looking at the spiky silhouettes.
"See those mountains? The peaks?" she pointed, and Oliver looked to where her finger pointed, nodding. "The city of Neshala is characterized by mountains shaped like Viking cases. They're kind of hats with horns.
The girl made gestures to make it easier for the chestnut to understand what she was talking about.
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