PREVIEW
... beginning to stir behind me. The heavy thud of timber being moved was like a war drum for the revolution I was starting—a revolution of nap times and wooden slides. Hehe.
I found Noah near the half-finished perimeter of Oakhaven. The sheep-tribe’s village was coming along beautifully, but the scene in front of me was pure chaos.
Noah was standing with his hands on his hips, looking every bit the King as he pointed out structural flaws to a group of builders. But any air of majest ...
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