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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Ii - Kender, Gully Dwarves, And Gnomes
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Carefully used it would be enough to keep them from
freezing in the night.
Tanis shoved the last of the wood into his pack, lashed it
tight, and looked around for Sturm. He was a dark figure
hunched against the cold, kneeling over his own pack.
"Ready?" Tanis called.
Sturm looked around. "Aye, if you'll give me a hand
getting this on."
It was the work of a few moments to help Sturm with the
heavily laden pack. "Set?" Tanis asked, watching the boy
brace and find a comfortable balance.
"Set. Your turn."
The half-elf clenched his jaw and bit back a groan as
Sturm settled the burden on his shoulders. "Gods," he
whispered, "if I could wish for anything, it would be that I
were a pack mule strong enough to carry this with ease!"
For the first time that day Sturm smiled, his white teeth
flashing in the gloom beneath the pines. "It is an odd wish,
Tanis. But were it granted, I promise I would lead you
gently."
Tanis laughed and, for a moment, he forgot the cold.
Sturm's smile was like the sun breaking from behind dark
clouds, always welcome for coming so seldom. At the
beginning of the trip Tanis had wondered about the wisdom
of taking the youth along. It had been Flint, to Tanis's
surprise, who had urged that Sturm be included in the party
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