The only time i could see past his smile was in battle. The possible arguments to ensue , trifling not a wince, but ferocious and easy to spot. I woke up another dream about another knight. I was getting no where as fast as a man could. Simply i was in the mire.
After normal paralyzingly woman's work i headed to flock hoping that my new outfit would flash out the waiting, the watching, the waiting the grazing. So far so oh what to the ev.
My own herd a grazing throllop of 8 women and 15 men. Way to many prayers on "sacred normalty. We often struggled through....
to be continued upon season's change.