Gude-132: pending nadi

he cool crisp air felt like needles against Griffith’s skin, how he found himself traveling in the middle of winter to the spirit tree was beyond him as he usually spent these cold winters at his family's villa. It was unusual for the ‘buck to be doing anything for another, let alone being outside his home during this time of year however, his bond with his mother overruled his usual selfish nature and judgment towards these types of tasks. She had asked of ...