Chapter 28: Time

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Through High Hill a strange figure ran, it almost levitated, face hidden behind an plain hood of the rough woolen coat that danced on the wind like wings. The figure moved with above human speed, not even stopping to safely cross the slippery, moss-covered, rough-edged stones that appeared here and there. Plain deer hide boots walked without rest over the uneven terrain.

High Hill, as the locals with suspicious looking faces called it, was still richly decorated with deciduous trees, even though it was already passed mid-autumn and the beginning of another rough winter was near. It will only bring new problems but it will also take with it many lives that weren’t meant to end and to whom diseases could do nothing. Every since the seasons changed and since Mian Vailur, the winter god, awaken for his multi-century slumber, the winters became colder and longer while the summers became shorter and hotter. The equilibrium