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As Ispir waited eagerly outside the temporary church set up in the pursuit of love and companionship he could hardly contain the blooming warmth and frenetic eagerness that thrummed like a bolt of lightning to the tips of his fingers and toes. The wind whistled and whispered by his ears and...

Along the old road, Llewen was travelling alone again atop his brown palfrey, Rosemary. The breeze awakened the pines, which swayed to and fro in a rippling cascade of green in the valley landscape that made up the lands of House Merrick, a virtually untamed patch of land stretching 380 acres...