Duck Lake renəˌsäns

Sven watched with curious eyes as Swift stopped to lower the ice to the ground. There was a strangeness to the boys movements. And Sven found he really wanted to know why the other was so intent upon carrying that ice?

Sven looked back towards home one more time and then without a second thought. He raced after the other boy. His long strides breaking up dirt and it skittered underneath his paws. But he was anxious to catch up and not be left behind.