She is wearing tattered green cloth, and is badly bruised and scraped. Her short brown hair is disheveled. From the creaking sound of her voice, it so...nds like she hasn't had water for days.She puts her hand on the path, and stops from surprise, as though she didn't see it in front of her. When her eyes wander across your hiking shoe, she freezes, and struggles to raise her head upwards, looking terrified at what she will see. The two of you look at each other for a while.You wonder if you're. When the bathroom door opened again twelve and a half minutes later Istepped out slowly on my high-heeled slippers, wig carefully combed, glosson my lips, and with gown and negligee covering my disguised figure."Darling I'm ready to be carried over the final threshold," I called out. Jane took one look, then swept me up in her arms. With my knees raised tothe level of my waist I was cradled against her and she smiled downtenderly at me before bending her head to bring our lips together."You. ’ The old man pointed at a hill overlooking the town. ‘We don’t know anything else about it, except that’s where they came from and that’s where they went.’ ‘Fine. Before I explain what will happen next, I should explain why I’m in charge.’ ‘Because you’re strong.’ The tavern-keeper suggested, attempting, in what she clearly though was a subtle fashion to manipulate him. ‘Yes and no. More importantly, because you are subjects of the Lord of the Keep. That is me. I’ve dealt with the demons,. ’ We practically throw ourselves at you and you never realize the treasure you have right here in your hands.”Did I mention Riley can be a regular drama queen? Well, she wasn’t exactly in my hands. More like lounging on my desk. But I have to admit, she gave me an idea, and even if it was an evil one, I couldn’t help myself. I’d just found out yesterday that I was going to die before Christmas if I didn’t get a heart transplant. And frankly, on a day to day basis, the chances of a transplant.