Shapes kept their known boundaries. With an audible sigh, Mary rose from her log by the fire and moved under the shelter, placing her hand against her...patient's cheek. He was still fever hot. As she moved about, she was acutely aware of and thankful for a return to normalcy. The strangeness of the night had passed.At her hand's contact with his blistered face, the stranger's eyes locked with hers. They were dull from the fatigue of fever and held little spark. The man worked his mouth and. Benni supplied documents for shipments heading Upstairs from Family Khan, which gave him a certain grudging acceptance. An acquaintance among such a family was always a good move. He emerged on the other side of the Khan Enclave, and with two more turns, he stepped out of the shadow of one of the darker alleys to the front door of Flager's. A steady stream of customers came and went.Benni stepped in and placed all four of his knives in a bin, which he traded for a number tag he clipped to his. Gaku, looking extremely uncomfortable riding a horse, closed the gap between us, "Blaster told me you were a Poet. He said you were pretty good. Was he serious? You wrote poetry?" What is so hard to believe?" I had decided to advance the boy's education, training him in the art of warfare and in the art of diplomacy. He took to the manners I taught him easily, sometimes surprising me. Perhaps I shouldn't be astounded that he would be interested in Poetry as well."Poetry is everywhere, Gaku, in. It wasn’t more than a few hours into their trek that the land began to slope upward, indicating that they’d entered the foothills. Trees thinned and grass gradually disappeared as the earth turned from soil to rock. As they climbed, the temperature cooled and the breeze began to bite, tugging insistently at their hair and clothes.The afternoon quickly became twilight, and in turn became night, though it bothered the three women not; Elaina’s vala provided her all the sight she needed, and the.