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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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"I know. I miss her, too," said Tasslehoff. They were
quiet for some time.
"What are you going to do now?" Tas asked finally,
taking a long sip of the fresh berry juice.
Woodrow chewed on a thick blade of grass. "I've been
thinking about that a lot since I lost you in Port Balifor,"
he said. "These last weeks have taught me a lot, but
mainly that life is very short, at least for a human," he
added seriously. "I want to have some fun, but I can do
without the danger; I was thinking maybe I'd take over
Miss Hornslager's import business. I pretty much got the
hang of it watching her." He gave Tas a questioning
glance. "What do you think?"
"That sounds like a great idea!" said Tas, clapping his
hands.
Woodrow nibbled the grass pensively. "Someday I'll
have to go back to Solamnia and make peace with my
Uncle Gordon, though. Just not yet." With a toss of his
blond head, he shook the gloomy thoughts away. "How
about you? What are you going to do?
Tasslehoff plucked a full-blown dandelion and blew
the seeds into the air. "I've been thinking about that my-
self. I haven't seen my parents in years -- since I left on
my Wanderlust, actually. I would have tried to find them
here in Kendermore yesterday, but things got a little
busy, what with the fire and the tornadoes and the wind."
Tasslehoff sighed, and an uncharacteristic look of con-
cern crossed his face as he spoke. "Anyway, Uncle Trap-
springer told me where my parents were living, so I went
to find them and invite them to Trapspringer's wedding
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