Capítulo 84: Ch. 84: An Angry, Little Koala

These days, Augustus and Julian are never in their tents. I know this, because whenever they are present, the number of guards around their tent doubles, and lately, the one or two guards who linger out front look awfully lonely.

But that's probably just me projecting my feelings onto those guards. Being at the military front right now is like standing in the eye of the storm. All around me is chaos. But what strikes me most is that the small nuisances that bothered me when I first arrived, the constant smell of manure and noisy crickets, are no longer present. The army camp carries the bitter scent of metal, from the large cannons that have just arrived from the capital. The crickets have no doubt fled for safer pastures.