Chapter 8
The three walk through the crunchy wood and run into a villager, who looks willing to trade anything.
"I'm sorry, dear. We don't have anything to trade today," says Grandma.
The villager stalks away. "Har."
Steve's Mom sighs. "I really hope we reach the middle part of the wood before dark."
steve nods, breathless. "Yeah...wait, what?"
Mom nods back. "Yup. It's true, Steve. It's going to take a few hours to get to the middle part, then we go left, then we arrive at his lair."
Steve frowns. "We better keep moving, then"
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Here ya go MCnerd!
