Danger

§ Author's note: As Amlarad's player and I already said to each other afterwards, it has been some time since last there was a good cloak-and-dagger exchange. But last night certainly saw a very interesting one. Thank you, Amla, for being an awesome player, and dare I even say 'friend'. I feel this story doesn't begin to do our exchange the credit it deserves, but I fear it will have to do. ;-) And at Lori's request; This one is a little shorter, hun, I did try!! §

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Author's note: I have started writing down the happenings of the journey of the Kinn-Lai to offer a different view from Timandhris' work. I have had to, of course, give the gist of the happenings only, as even this is a lot to write down, let alone write out every single detail, much though I would like to!

"Wake up you bloody sleepy Elf!" Edstan's voice ringed painfully in my ears. I cringed and woke from my trace-like sleep, still bothered and disturbed about the dream. Annoyed at the sudden waking, I grabbed a pile of leaves and threw them at Edstan with a quick flick of my wrist. Not initially expecting my reaction, Edstan spluttered as a few leaves hit his face, and we both laughed at the humour.