The Obsidian Sword: An Unusual Quest I've gone maybe a quarter mile when I stumble upon an overgrown trail. I almost passed it right by. I would have, if Stephen hadn't smacked me in the head and pointed at it.
The Expedition of Walter Wesley: Part Seven The pair of lights glowed green with fury, the claws were ready to slash, and the mass of fur waved in the wind. Dr Wesley curiously moved forward...