Two Rivers Isle i aint never seen so many long faces

THE SUPER POWER OF BEING A WRITER

colt wasn't one much for praise, giving or receiving. getting it from iseul caused his nerves to tense into a flipping sensation. he battened down the focus on his work, though he stepped back when he motioned for him to do so.
taking the opportunity to crick his neck back and forth with a snort of relief and pain at the pulled muscles, colt glanced at her.
didn't feel right, takin' the first crack at it. but she looked mighty pleased with herself, and pretty besides, so briggs took a decent portion.
gamey, tough at the surface and flaky beneath. "good eatin'," he grunted at her in admiration, sitting back to chew his bite.