Who Needs a Royal Paint Brush? III: Part One Kaunna heaved a sigh and blinked
away the snow, brushing it off of her face and wrapping her scarf around her
neck. "But we're -- we're almost there."
The Return of Scarblade: Part One The sun was setting beautifully in the cloudless sky,
and the wind ruffled the Usul's hair, as well as providing for the sails. Yet,
somehow, Garin felt as though something was missing...