Shadow Mountain Wire

AMEN get a move on

anything? it was suddenly as if lestan had never had a single thought in his head, a ragged little coquette who was able only to blink his eyes and breathe. winter's wake moved away on lithe legs, and the mayfair hurried at once to catch up.
the mountain was not steep, but it seemed his legs ached all the same. "why me?" and another note of thanks praised that he was in rein, though in the asking he felt its boldness and almost gasped openly at himself.