Redsand Canyon I never stay in one place too long

a thrown stone might have clanged off a broadshield had not the protective element been sorely cracked down the middle.

and so fennec's words found their barb. germanicus stopped and perhaps the stiffness radiated from him. "there is no worth in wallowing. it is a good afternoon because i have spent it in work and not thought."

he did not turn to face her. he did not spend a good deal of time with his own dislike. but she was certainly higher on that list than any other.