They always come with the news of victory.” “Perhaps, when the messenger returns, it will be about the end of the war. “That’s a good sign, right?” There was a glimmer of hope in Alyssa’s tone, but even though Max didn’t bother to reply, she continued, her voice mixed with pain and hope. “Y-yeah… it’s been a few weeks… and they haven’t come yet.” She quickly pushed the thoughts aside and replied dryly. Max’s shoulders shuddered as images of the bodies suddenly came to mind. They were in the middle of picking herbs in the courtyard of the asylum, when she inclined her head towards Alyssa’s sunburnt face. When Max thought of paddling in the sparkling summer lake with him, her heart pounded with anticipation and longing.Īlyssa’s murmurs snapped Max out of her thoughts. It would have been wonderful if she could see the beautiful scenery with Riftan before the autumn season took over.
#Under the oak tree bato full
The lake that Riftan brought her to had also to be full of beautiful waterfowl, the wildflowers had to have already covered the verdant green fields were they rode their horses through and the orchards must have been full of grapes. Whenever Max saw these, as their carriage passed by, she imagined that this was what Anatol would be like now that summer was in full bloom. Colorful summer flowers bloomed throughout the capital and flocks of waterfowl gathered in the river Krysamt, floating calmly through the flowing body of water. The midsummer heat seemed to have placed a renewed energy into the city’s once gloomy atmosphere. The fruits on the trees began to ripen so lusciously that the refugees were able to work in the orchards and earn wages. Levan began to noticeably regain its vitality.
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