New chapter of The Wandering Inn is out!
Izril was changing. Everyone always claimed that, just like how they claimed the ‘old days’ were better, where everything was cheaper and simpler—probably because they’d been younger back then.
Whoever they were. But it was also true that Izril was changing. In ways so fast and strange it hurt to see happen. Normalcy was dying, change stood over its grave, and surely it was allowed to mourn that.
Normalcy could be nice. So long as normal was acceptable. But sometimes you had to look back and…see it again.
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🌟 Ch. 10.65
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