Harlequin-Girl-1986

Compagnons D'Âme Chapter 4: Les Merveilles De la Nature Nature has always existed around me, I know that. But at home, it was fields that needed tending to, gardens that needed weeding, endless forest that needed to be cut, and rough paths that damaged the souls of my feet. When I was a slave, it was the rolling lands around the different paths and camps we had. I was normally too hungry or busy to notice them much, and when I did I would find them to be just as dreary as I felt. But the gardens of the Palais were a different story. They were so very beautiful and colorful, plants that seem to only exist in dreams. The plants were well arr