Pride, Prose, and Princes: Part Four A long white head scarf fluttered past us in the dusty wind. In pursuit of it was a lanky blue Kacheek, who was quite red in the face. "He'll never catch up with it. Let's help!"
The Adventures of Sysill Magnat: Quest For Boochi "Preparing for what?" she asked, wishing she could simply enjoy the sunny day, rather than have to worry about what tricks Sysill might have up his sleeve...