He clears the neighborhood and drives toward the busier part of town, unaware he's doing fifty till he skids to meet a red light.
Pulling a little carrisack from his pack, he began to fill it with small but essential pieces of his Wyvern's survival kit.
Brig ooched his chair next to mine, then casually wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
How are changes of this sort to be initiated?
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