It was late at night. We listened to the sounds of the forest, waiting to hear the roar of a troll at any mome

It was late at night. We listened to the sounds of the forest, waiting to hear the roar of a troll at any moment. Instead, all we heard was the hooting of owls. Our muscles grew numb, and our eyelids grew heavy.

It was late at night. We listened to the sounds of the forest, waiting to hear… — Kingmaker