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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
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The tiny creases in his face deepened. "Their house sur-
vived the fires and the tornadoes, but they weren't there.
I asked some neighbors about them, but no one knew
anything."
"They were probably out helping friends clean up,"
suggested Woodrow.,"Or maybe they were among the
kender who fled the city."
"Probably," Tasslehoff agreed reluctantly. But he didn't
mention that the neighbors hadn't seen his parents in
some time... strange, because they were a bit old for
Wanderlust. Tas abruptly decided to hold his concerns at
bay on such a happy occasion.
"Look!" he said, pointing to the wedding party clus-
tered around Trapspringer and Damaris, who stood by a
silversmith's booth. "I think the newlyweds are prepar-
ing to leave on their honeymoon. Let's go say good-bye."
The two jumped up and hastened to rejoin the wedding
party.
"-- And so I bought it," Trapspringer was saying. "All
we have to do is stretch it over both our wrists, say the
magic words, and we'll go to the moon!"
"Oh, do you really think so?" Damaris breathed excit-
edly. "What a marvelous honeymoon that would be!
Let's try it!"
With that, Trapspringer produced an inch-wide,
etched silver band. Snapping it over his own wrist first,
he stretched the right side out to enclose Damaris's own
fine-boned one. "There!" he exclaimed in satisfaction.
"That ought to do it, dearest. Good-bye, everyone!"
Trapspringer's face became a mask of concentration as he
tried to remember the magic words. "Esla sivas gabo-
ing!"
"Good-bye, Uncle Trapspringer!" Tasslehoff sang hap-
pily
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