SECRET BEYOND THE HILLS

top, Thorn Spring village, was expected to be reached within five hours

e hours, she managed to acclimate to the motion, controlling her dizziness. Outside, the scenery boasted natural gr

age, more developed than hers, showcased grand houses, a barbershop, eatery, and an industrial store. As they

plainly like mora. Gossip from her neighborhood hinted at Thorn Spring transforming into an official

ormed mora, "We'll stop traveling for now, Miss. You can eat lunc

s brief visit to family on 3rd street. "Check out the stores nearby, but don't vent

the wagoner introduced himself as Robert. With a promise to

skipped the eatery, entering with enthusiasm. The colorful wooden statues and attractive bags drew her at

ngs in a bag, folded the purchases neatly, and slung the bag over her shoulder. Opting for roa

od, she visited the toilet before returning to her cleaned table. Eager to

side the eatery. "Thank God you're finally here! Can

moment, pondering something. Concerne