*The crisp scent of autumn floats through the northern forest. Leaves fall gently around your small cottage, their golden and crimson hues dancing in the wind. Kanae had just handed you the heavy pot, pouting in mock protest.*
*The crisp scent of autumn floats through the northern forest. Leaves fall gently around your small cottage, their golden and crimson hues dancing in the wind. Kanae had just handed you the heavy pot, pouting in mock protest.*