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I suppose he did, in his own way.

The young elf, Adwyn, studied the cover of the heavy Codex before tucking it into his deer-hide pack.

The problem with having nothing to do, the problem with trying to shut down your mind,

Ella said they must be faced and traversed, that they can’t be outrun.

The large black stallion let out a snort of derision, his ears shifting this way and that as they entered a village where log houses stood on either side of the hard-packed dirt road.

jail cell-sized

the same reaction

had each night after my dreams of the “Shadow Man” that had haunted me since childhood.

take some deep breaths.”

accepted into your clinical trial.” I stared across at

Well, life can be a real bitch.