Swiftcurrent Creek compa

the presence of germanicus in the hollow had silently driven silvertongue out of it, though by now she was used to the pretense of a dozen tasks she might pursue in the immediate vicinity. it was not by chance she approached the borders of the creek. however, it was indeed a choice to call for no one in particular, to let herself in and to prance into the cool shallows in the same silver ribboning as that which the birch bore. silvertongue found herself oh — drawn fervently to wren — but in discovery had found any agreement which forbode her engagements with akavir and arric needed a discussion of its own. each of those men had eased in their own way the gnarling she had felt inside herself especially following her shadow's rejection, and so she was — was she selfish? a pink tongue touched the surface of the creek.