The Windmill

"Sophie just stared blankly into the distance where the coast’s cliffs stood high above the crashing surf. As they rode along the coastline they were approaching a windmill. As they passed they saw an old man his grey muttonchops wet in the rain as they saw the fire glow of OallEnAkhan in the distance. He waved at them and Elloveve waved back. He turned to the young blonde girl next to him and motioned her inside.
“Bless you, be safe.” he said as he painfully turned on his heel to walk back inside the mill." ~Prologue Part 3

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Mill