The Godsfall Chronicles

The sky is blue, the sand is yellow, the heavens and the earth are distinct in colour, and nothing else seems to exist.

Once again the wind blows, fine sand is rolled up by the wind, they are sweeping across the blue sky, a little blown away, and at the northern edge of the desert, in the blurred sight, there is a small, blind oasis, where the position is very hidden, a sip of the moon-shaped fountain, reflecting the blue of the sky.

Small oases are really small, with only one camp with fewer than a few hundred people, many of whom are women and children, which is arguably very rare in the wilderness.

It's not that nobody's ever had an idea about this oasis, but it's unconventional, but anyone who tries to infect it, whether it's a well-known gangster nearby or a frightening sweep group, will all face a strange end to it, not even a single survivor.

People will know for a long time.

This oasis is protected by mysterious forces, and anyone who attempts to invade will only be destroyed, with absolutely no exceptions.

Grass got up early before dawn, fetched water, cleaned, cooked, fed the camel beast... when he finished everyone's business, he sat in front of the camp and drowned.

Grass is a fierce but very thick one-eyed man, although raw five big three rough, but extremely timid, whoever can make him summon, and he never complains, when something comes to him, he smiles a powerful silly smile.

Grass had long lost track of the past, and he didn't want to. His brain was not good, but Grass thought it would be good.

All of man's misfortunes and afflictions come from remorse for the past, or for the future. He thinks he is very happy now, so he does not want to recall the past, and he will not think about what will happen tomorrow.

Grass thinks she's happy now.

Grass's biggest hobby is sitting in front of the camp, when looking at the sand dunes like solidifying the waves, looking at the blue fields of the sky, his mind can also be emptied in this vast land, can not think about anything, can not do anything.

Tinker Bell Tinker Bell.

Familiarize yourself with the sound of the bell coming along the wind.

A small group appeared on a distant ridge.

When Grass saw the team, she hurried back to the camp and shouted: “The male master is back, the male master is back! ”

The camp was shocked.

There were hundreds of people in the camp, 67% of them women and children, at a time when there was a beautiful face, but a slightly thin woman came out and wrapped her hair in a turban, wearing only a plain veterinary leather jacket and holding a swaddling baby.

This man is Luisa, the owner of Lunar Tooth Camp.

Strangely enough, this world of respect, this desert of weak flesh and strong, in an oasis with plenty of water, its owner would be a woman of unbridled chicken power, you know, this seemingly unremarkable camp actually has no shortage of masters.

Luisa stood next to a tall woman in black with a sheathed knife in her hand, grinning, blackcloth covering her face, but if this woman did, dozens of soldiers would be fine.

The ghost looked far away: “Here he comes again. ”

Luisa smiled, “Yeah, that's weird. Looks like she's carrying someone else this time. ”

From the camp's performance, the visitors do not appear to be the enemy.

The team appeared in sight, a team of more than a dozen people drove dozens of strong desert camels, each carrying a large quantity of supplies, both household goods and resources, to make the camp people cheer.

They rushed to greet each other.

At the front, the camel jumped off a young man and said with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone is in it, Grass will send these to you soon. ”

Grass grinned over the dry goods.

Luisa comes up and sees each other: "Wind, how have you been able to get here lately? ”

This young man is no one else, but a member of Unsolitary's Devil's Hand has escaped the wind.

The fleeing wind now looks twenty-five or six years old and is already a mature man in terms of temperament, judged by two young men who were in the Thornflower merchants, but after all, he stayed in the life of Luisa, who, though much less gathered, never really separated.

Luisa couldn't help but think of someone else.

Her mood became a little bleak, and even in this isolated area, she occasionally heard news about the individual, and the small camp remained intact, protected by the wind, on the one hand, and possibly by the fact that he had sent someone to clean up nearby threats in secret.

However, it is true that the relationship between the two is never going back.

The runaway wind whispered, "I came to see the kid. How's he doing? ”

With a boy in her arms, Luca seemed less than two years old and was sleeping sweetly at the moment, even if he lived in a dry and harsh desert, he still looked lovely and tender with care.

“This is...” Luisa saw a man with a runaway wind, a tall figure, dressed in plain grey, carrying a dozen different weapons behind her back, who didn't look too old.

“Almost forgot to introduce, this is my brother, winter is snowing. ”

Is this winter snowfall?

Luca was very surprised, in fact, that five years ago, she had heard the fame of winter snowfall in the sand battalion, when winter snowfall was a promising hunter general. As for the relationship between winter snowfall and drifting wind, she had also understood that it was only the first time she had seen me.

In winter snow put down the hood and revealed his bearded dirty face. He was only in his thirties, but this outfit and appearance made him look like an uncle in more than forty years. In winter snow did not have the sharpness of the year, but a little more perseverance and steadiness.

“Let me see the kids, shall I? ”

“Of course you can. You're the uncle of the child. ”

Luisa sends her sleeping child, and winter returns to take on this young child's life, and his melancholy face reveals a little warmth, gently touching the child's juvenile cheek with a slightly rough finger.

“Does he have a name? ”

“Everyone likes to call him Little Wolf because many wolves came near the camp the night he was born.” Rosa laughed, "but without an official name, we wildlings don't care. ”

Winter nods with snow.

He looked at this innocent child like a piece of white paper, caught in a long meditation, knowing that the war was about to begin, and that the battle was doomed to spare most people, some of whom were afraid that few would survive.

Little wolves, little burning skies, and Blue, the famous apprentice of cloudhawks, and the children of Oasis Academy and all the great divine domains, they may be able to replace themselves as creators of a new era.

Winter returns to snow and all these people can do is do what they can to make the environment better.

When the wind drifted away, he said to Luisa, "You guys pack up and come with us right away. ”

Luisa was very surprised and confused, "We live here well, why leave? ”

“Because the final war is coming and there will be no safe place in the world, you must move to a place that will not be affected by war.” The runaway wind smiles and says, "The cloudhawk opens a door to another planet, where you'll find a comfortable city, hot water, bread, comfortable homes, everything you'll ever have, and you'll live there. ”

Cloudhawk...

Luisa heard the name as if it were the next world.

The relationship between them was like brothers and sisters, and there was a rift over the snake thing, but Rosa was long gone from complaining about the eagle and even feeling guilty about it, and now the eagle is the savior at the top of the world, and she is still the sand that cannot be seen in the wilderness.

The runaway wind said again: "Go, you have to leave, for the children, for me. ”

Luisa nods her head: “I listen to you. ”

On that day, the camp people, all following the team, embarked on the path of transfer.

When Grass left, she turned her face three times. After all, this was a place where she had been born for several years. In this quiet place, no one bullied her to laugh at him, and he was afraid to return to the crowd.