The Lost Royal
I straightened and stretched out as I yawned quietly, before carefully making my way over to the cavern wall, and along it, tracing it with my fingers as I edged towards the opening that led out to the hidden pool.
Out here, the almost-full moon shone brightly, and I was able to see well enough to gather some kindling for a small fire. And it would have to be very small, I realised, to not announce my location with a plume of smoke. I cleared a patch of ground near the opening, where there was some cover, and set to work getting the fire going.
Bab Populer