Havilah Goldberg, was anxious as she arrived at Ayem’s large mountain cabin, high in the rocky foothills above the secluded town of Isoquester. The mist from the water fall was washing over the whole property. Oh great, just great, she thought as she stepped out onto the packed gravel driveway. As it always did, the roar of the waterfall filled the small valley and the early afternoon breeze carried the mist across Ayem’s side of the valley.
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