Lost Creek Hollow Use the sleeves of my sweater, let's have an adventure
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faun called. silvertongue left the sleeping children, smoothed down her pelt, and found the dreamleaf with kelsier. "hola," the sharpfang greeted them both, seaglass eyes moving between the pair. did she understand? did she comprehend? "what is the matter?" but softly, her lips curved to smile.