- Finally, Amoria. A land under the watchful eye of the white lady. The goddess of creation. There's something… magical about this place. Although I was born on the shores of Amoria, I never expected the capital of Amori (or simply Amoria) to look like this.
The residents' homes are mostly in the trees, giant, thousand-year-old trees, I assure you. Shops and markets are beyond these trees. Residents' balconies (built on branches) are decorated with colorful flowers. The air smells of fresh bread from the bakery and something sweet. Almost like a fruity perfume. Everywhere you can hear the laughter of children and the conversations of adults, as well as merchants trying to entice people to buy their products.
However, what's not so comforting is that everything seems to be made of wood. I can't even imagine what would happen if a fire got out of control. All the hard work and the livelihood of the residents would disappear."
Hmmm... Now that I think about it, the villagers seem angry about something, gathered around a majestic tree with leaves of pure silver. Their anger was palpable, almost as if they were angry at the gods themselves... Unless that's where the white lady is...478Please respect copyright.PENANAvlNpTglXsE
But then why are the people angry? What could she have done to them?478Please respect copyright.PENANAfD5SaDcM8b
I guess their anger is rooted deeper than Kigami and I know...
No matter what's going on, we have to get inside to find the truth.
Discreetly...
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K.V Riversong
PS. Kigami is an idiot, and every solution he has involves smashing something. This time, a window with a rock. (At least he gave me time to avoid that rock.)
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You're grumpy girl...


