Stefan Seitz - Nettlewooz Vol. 1

He looked across the rooftops. It was quite a long way back to the tower. However, he was pretty sure nothing else bad would happen that night. He could feel a pleasantly cool southerly breeze, and he was relieved to see a few small clouds in the sky.

“Aha,” he murmured. “One more problem sorted, or so it would seem.”

With that, he headed homewards.

Swaying slightly and visibly exhausted, Primus flitted through the Dark Forest until he finally saw his tower rising up in the distance. Snigg was sitting on the garden wall, waiting anxiously.

“Just don’t ask,” Primus said as he flew past Snigg. “I’m shattered. I’ll tell you about it tomorrow.”

As Primus flew through the window into the sitting room, he noticed that Bucklewhee’s door was still open. The bird had laid his head on the edge of his little window, and blinked sleepily at him.

“Fun trip?” he murmured. “When are we moving?”

“Definitely not tonight,” Primus said.

Then he placed the glowing stone back in the trunk, and staggered into bed.

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