15th May 2014, 5:27 AM in The Corby Tribe


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"Wythllew?" chorused Kel and Raven. Something outside the tent stirred. A small green figure appeared in the entrance.
"Do on-go," said Ottar. "All of me is ears."
"Ottar!" yelled Raven. But before she could utter another word, Ragna, quick-thinking as always, silenced her.
Ottar was likewise possessed of a great presence of mind. "Unlucksomely, I cannot for-tell an ye would order me for to get ye out hereof. As ye hark this elderman's tale, would ye have me fetch your clothings?"
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Reinder Dijkhuis 15th May 2014, 5:27 AM edit delete
Reinder Dijkhuis
Originally published on July 26, 2002.