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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
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. "Great Lady," he began, "if you would ride
ahead with me, I would enjoy talking with you on such a
fine day."
Riverwind's face darkened with hostility, and
Goldmoon wished Hollow-sky would vanish.
"Lady?" Hollow-sky queried, impatiently. His hands
gripped his reins too tightly.
Riverwind's hand slid smoothly along his longstick in a
vaguely threatening manner. In response, Hollow-sky, with
seeming casualness, ruffled the feathers atop his own pole.
If I do not separate them, Goldmoon thought, they are
likely to continue with yesterday's contest.
"Please excuse me," she said regretfully to Riverwind.
"Come, Hollow-sky." She nudged her horse ahead a bit, and
Hollow-sky followed.
The party of riders and servants made only a few short
stops to stretch their legs. They ate dried meat and fruit on
the trail. It was a typical summer afternoon on the open
plains - hot and still. Grass insects hummed and swarmed
and made a nuisance of themselves. The only excitement of
the ride came when their passing flushed birds out of the
grass or when snakes or small animals underfoot startled the
horses.
At last, just when Goldmoon felt she could no longer
bear her own trickling sweat, they began to climb into the
hills at the foot of the mountain that held their goal
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