Pockmarks of blast-fused glass dotted the lowest parts and lighter stone fragments were scattered from the edge to the next hill over. Rhys was carefu...ly picking his way down from the top, testing each step for stability with his staff as he went.Sygraid stood by the marker, cradling Thedus in her arms. Dulgan skidded to his knees before her, sobbing inconsolably after she shook her head sadly. She led the way, and Ililyan helped the Dwimar to his feet so they could follow the Titan up the. His lower leg was obviously broken, swollen to at least twice the normal circumference and, where the coverall was not torn, it was sausage-skin tight against the bloated flesh.His breath was ragged and, as he carefully ran a hand along his ribcage, the pain told him he had broken two or three of his ribs. He didn't think that he had punctured anything vital, but the pain from his body was so pervasive that he wasn't sure if he would be able to pinpoint a specific injury.It took him more than a. She was almost 16 and newly released from school. He was awestruck ... and clumsy. But he was polite. She didn't see him until her interest in her section of history was fulfilled ... then the 'interest' in the male of the species slapped her in the face. A visit from the future by herself to the past instigated the investigation. He was still at the school ... a newly minted Ph.D ... as she was ... he was working in his research lab ... she wore suggestive clothing ... one thing led to another. Trugate concerning a donation to the Southwood Academy for Young Women," I said."Hold please," she said."Ms Stone," the voice of Trugate said cheerfully. "I had hoped that we would meet again, but I had no idea that it would be so soon, or concerning something so close my my family's heart. When would you like to meet with us." He was making it clear that it was a business meeting. That was more than just okay with me."I'm free most of the time, so choose what is best for you," I said.