What are you writing?”“When I trained as a druid, my teacher lectured me over and over again about every plant and animal she could think of, whet...er they could be found in the Terril Forest or not. But there are some she missed—did you know there are fish that can fly?”Sarette laughed. “How? Fish don’t have wings.”“They have special fins. They push themselves out of the water, then glide in the air.”“I’d like to see that.”“We might, once we find a ship.” Shavala pointed to the sheet of paper. ”Hamburg war vielleicht nicht die sicherste Stadt in Deutschland, aber trotzdem lebte man zumindest als Polizeibeamter auf Streife relativ sicher. Katja hatte zwar ein etwas ungutes Gefühl, folgte aber trotzdem Dirk in die Gasse. Überall auf dem Boden lag Müll und der Gestank von Urin und Abwasser stieg Katja in die Nase.Wahrscheinlich hatte Dirk recht. Die kleinen Gassen im Industriegebiet wurden häufiger von Pennern besucht, die einen Platz zum Schlafen suchten. Das gefährlichste an denen war. You know the code word. Sam knelt down on his Mistresses command, legs spread. On your knees she commanded, slapping a whip against her open hand. It hit with a small sound, enticing Sams gaze to flick to the whip. His Mistress stopped hitting her hand and Sam looked up obediently, his wants apparent. She smiled at him. Though, not a nice smile. Sam opened his mouth to speak and received a hard slap against his cheek. He took it, hardly wincing. The red mark slowly faded, leaving a pink. It was a tiny place the air was thick with smoke yet the place was nearly empty only 3 guys sitting at the bar. They all turned and looked at me as I entered. I sat down a few stools over from the guys and ordered a beer. I noticed the 3 guys kept looking over at me and whispering to each other, but I didn't think anything of it at the time.I was on my 5th beer and it was starting to take its effect, before I knew it I had to piss as I got up one of the 3 followed me into the bathroom. It was.