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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
Atec Март 01 2008 15:09:29
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. Aspen wood is strong, but
softer than it looks. Each side of an aspen leaf is a different
shade of the same color, like black is to gray, and when the
wind catches one, the silver side looks like a shimmering
vein in a dwarven mine. It is the most beautiful tree in the
Kharolis, and it is my favorite anywhere." Flint blushed, re-
alizing the implication of his words.
The mountain dwarf simply stared at him, opened-
mouthed. She reached a hand toward him.
"Listen, Perian," Flint said, his voice breaking. "I know
what I said about a hill dwarf and a mountain dwarf never
... you know -" Flint gestured vaguely with his hands. "I
still believe that." He looked at her squarely, seeing the dis-
appointment in her eyes.
"But neither one of us is much like our clan, and life is too
short -" He gulped at the appropriateness of the phrase to-
night. "Life is too short to never take chances. I don't know
what will happen tomorrow, or even after tomorrow,
but -"
Perian tumbled into his arms and silenced him with two
fingers pressed to his hairy lips. "I don't care about any time
but now."
His heart pounding in his ears, his vision spinning dizzily,
Flint pushed Perian's wrap from her shoulders, and it
slipped to the glowing moss
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