The next few days, Ramwill barely had time to water his throat with watery beer after all the talking he was doing, THIS was how much he was talking!
The situation in Ferwall and outside of it has been worsening by the day. Now, there was almost no one whose crops were still alive and not frozen by the "ice weed" or "frozen weed" as the locals called these plants.
The ice weed began spreading even into the city itself, growing with incredible speed and easily breaking through the stone pavement with its powerful roots. Every morning, teams of exterminators had to deal not only with their usual prey of rodents and insects, but with the ice weeds too, and every day there were more new sprouts to cut.
