Arawil dropped from above onto the branch where the minstrel sat. "And who are you, little bird, perched in your tree, singing? My business here is certainly none of yours. Who are you?"
"My name's Min. Who are you?"
"I am Arawil, and you are disturbing my prey. Stop that caterwauling."
"Arawil? THE Arawil?" Min said to the air. Arawil had crept off.
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If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."
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