“I’m having a very special dinner and there’s one seat left at my table,” he said. “Who would like to attend my feast?”
Each time the pickaxe struck, Ruby could hear her mother reciting their peoples’ traditions.
Back when Grenn’s parents were alive, all kinds of folk stopped by Bramble Dungeoneering Trading Company to load up on supplies for their sword and sorcery adventures.
“If you fold one thousand paper cranes, the gods will grant you a wish,” Martin reminded himself.
Witness the stunning conclusion of the best game of the season between the Corn and the Beers.
Frank pulled the lever to put the harvester in park, so he could hop down and talk to Lenny. He was drinking from his flask.