They dressed and proceeded cautiously to the minecave, half expecting to encounter the thief.

Instead, the boy spent most of his time in a futile effort to establish some sort of bond with his aunt. The contact was broad on his starboard beam.

Then suddenly they were back upon the roadway that amberle and wil had followed south to the hollows, with branches and vines slapping against them and muddied water lashing up from the deep puddles that had collected upon the trail.

You made me hold my tongue just a bit too long.