Horizon Ridge Memories of Yester and Yore

the touch sent a warm chill down the younger man's body, and he found himself bashfully arranging his bangs to more properly cover his face, which had grown hot beneath the fur.

blessed and cursed by a raven. the tale of gunnar's life was a sad one, leaving him all alone in his old age. at least as much did the komondor assume.

"aend nauw?" breathlessly he questioned. "vhat do yeau do nauw?"