The Crider Chronicles: Forest – Part XXVII

The Crider Chronicles: Forest – Part XXVII

Twenty-Six That night, the New Pyrenees Mountains “There, see over in that tree line?” Mike whispered. “Two guards, right where they were last time.” Thomas Quiet Water nodded. “The meadow is less than a click away, right up that hill.” They could hear the activity...

The Crider Chronicles: Forest – Part XXVII

The Crider Chronicles: Forest – Part XXV

Twenty-Four Settlement, the following evening “You ready to go back out again?”Mike opened his eyes to see Major Wells standing over him. “Oh, crap, Major, how’s next month grab you?” Jenny tapped his head with two fingers. The young couple had been dozing in the...

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