Notes on the Aether (Rae judging)


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"It was a close run thing, you know," Keldar says. "I almost decided to walk all the way to Orussus thirty feet ahead, singing every sad song I know."
 
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"Alas! am I never to find a lover of poetry and melody?" Keldar laments. "I will keep my distance from Rhyaex, lest the canterer bring an end to the cantator. But I shall not worry about Tommy. He would not dare. Galwynn would never forgive him."
 





"Well, all right, then. How would you deal with the silly thing?" says Tommy, a bit flustered. "I can't have it pitching me off every time some giant, blood-crazed predator appears out of nowhere."
 

"It's not trained for war, so you can't expect that much out of it m'lord," Rapture says.

She approaches the horse calmly and smiles, stroking it's mane before she gives it a carrot. "You behave, ok?" The horse almost seems to nod, or is that it just reaching for the carrot?
 

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