AlexanderBrandt

~Chapter 1~ A repulsive smell rose up from the marsh through the humid air, accompanied by the sound of goopy, almost gelatinous bubbles popping with a squelch and a faint sulfuric aroma to add to the decaying stench of the swamp, in no way helping Adrielle's urge to run as fast as possible away from it. The small group stood at the shore, enveloped in dense, thick fog, she with her hands clasped tightly to her mouth, and he with his resting on the hilt of his sword. The canines at their feet were eying the mire; Ansia with a cautious expression, as reluctant as her mistress to enter it, and Knofos with a somewhat irritated look in his bloo