Elias stepped behind a velvet curtain and emerged with a heavy, hand-drawn map. "You have three paths, my friend.
"First," Elias pointed to a sketch of a glowing screen, "you brave the . There are great marketplaces—the ones named after jungles—where bottles of 'Bovine Bile' arrive at your door in two days. It’s for the man who trusts a van more than a neighbor." where to buy ox bile
The small town of Oakhaven didn't have a pharmacy. It had . Elias stepped behind a velvet curtain and emerged
"Then," Elias slid his finger to a drawing of a green cross, "you head to the . The specialty health shops in the city keep it stocked in the 'Digestive Aids' aisle. Look for the bottles labeled Nutricology or Thorne . They’ve done the hard work of drying it into neat little capsules so you don’t have to look the ox in the eye." Silas looked hopeful. "And the third way?" "Then," Elias slid his finger to a drawing
"I can't digest a lick of fat, Elias," Silas groaned, clutching his midsection. "The doctors say I’m lacking the 'golden juice.' Said I need ."