Bird had questions. A number of questions, if Pio had read the expressions playing across her face correctly.
She stood waiting for her friend to voice them, wondering all the while, how she might couch her answers.
From her perch on the mast top, Angara watched the interchange with interest.
Time grows short. she heard the elf think to herself. Perhaps truth will be the better path.
And which truth will that be, Elf? the dragon wondered.
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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