Firestone Hot Springs Looking at the world through rose colored glasses

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his smile faded, and he glanced grimly in the direction of the sunspire. no, came his soft, regretful rejoinder, and i will not be able to travel back to the mount until after the snows have passed. he could only pray to an affably listening deity that tytonidae would be safe, and junior as well — perhaps only saena was fated to stay among them. it is almost time? he asked hopefully of his lover, eyes falling as usual to the soft lushness of her sides.