Otter Creek trickle down the spine

maegi said then a pleasant thing that caused a glow deep in the cooler recesses of mahler's reticent soul. "i vould be very pleased to be such a reincarnation," the shadowpriest rejoined, putting aside his logical feelings about gods and the like. her face had been transformed from a solemn mask into an animated shifting of features that proved her youth, but it was a polished sort.
what other trials had she undergone in her life? perhaps one day he would know them.
"i think that even if ve leave, the mountains vill always call me. and that is a good thing."