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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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Aylmar had his smith - and then one day you were gone,
too. Had to teach myself to run a dairy farm," he finished,
using his cupped hands to scoop more oats into the feeding
trough.
Flint's hands froze under Daisyeye in mid-milking stroke.
He'd left Hillhome those many years ago, never thinking
how it might make his siblings feel. He felt compelled to say
something - to offer some explanation - and he tried. "Uh,
well, I -" And then he stopped, unable to think of anything.
He stole a glance at Ruberik.
His younger brother moved about the barn, whistling
softly, oblivious to Flint and his halting response.
Ruberik finished feeding the animals and clapped his
hands to remove grain chaff. "I've got to stir some cheese
vats," he said, finally aware of Flint again. "Care to help?"
"Uh, no thanks," Flint gulped; he hated the overpower-
ingly sour smell of fermenting cheese. He took the bucket
out from under Daisyeye, handing it to his brother. "I'll fin-
ish up the chores in here, if you'd like me to."
"You would?" Ruberik said, surprised. Flint nodded, and
Ruberik listed the remaining morning tasks
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