She sat down on the hard wood of the guillotine, the feeling of the cold solid wood only exiting her more. Abandoning any doubt left in her mind she l...nt back so that her head fit into the lower frame of the stocks forcing her to look up at the blade above her. She could almost hear the cheers and roar of her imaginary crowd, as she reached up to pull down the upper section of the stocks, tightly fitting around her neck and making it difficult for her to turn her head away from the blade. When we got to the ranch gate and turned in, I was as excited as I can ever remember. The brand on the sign above the gate was a B with wings. Everyone around southern Montana knew old Mr. Brewster raised the fastest quarter horses, and his cutting horses were from some of the best lines in the country. His prize stud had won 5 consecutive Montana cutting horse championships.“What are we doing at the Flying B, dad?”“Well, pumpkin, you’ve done real well with old Jessie, but I think you are ready. And who is your lovely friend. Diana Prince, I presume?" "Well, yesand no Mrs. Robinson. This is Kim. Isn't she just gorgeous?" "Oh my lord. KIM? Is that really you?" "Yes Mom. Do you like the costume?" "Well, it certainly becomes you dear and the high heels and everything and pierced ears? My, you do make a lovely girl. Henry, come in here and look at Kim's friend's costumes." "(this is going to be fun, girls.)" (now my MOM just called me a girl. Is this a conspiracy or what?) "Hi. His vala was telling him to go in that direction. He tried to expand it, to sense the area, but it didn’t seem to work the same as it normally did, here in this place. He called for Rayna and Bella as he ran - it had to be them he was looking for. This was where he had met them, not long after melding Induin and Liaren. This dream seemed to have a certain order about it, so far. No answers came. If they did, he lost them among the roar of the fires and the crashing of collapsing roofs and.