Daggerhorn: Mala Boja Revolution

he shortest I had was no more then two. " I said as grandmother sat there in silence as her face harden. " Hmmm, yes this is starting to make more sense no

sake. " Grandmother had smile but shifts her chair the opposite direction of me and started to tear up then a thundering roar fills the sky. A set of heavy rain comes pouring down outside, witches are tied with nature and therefore with enough emotions they can caused a weather disruptions. She snaps her finger and the weather changes back into a cloudy evening. " My dear, I think it's time for you to know your