A Journey Of Temperance (The Adventures Of Ichabod Temperance Book 9) - Plot & Excerpts
Quick of wit, sharp of eye, woodland magic these folk delves. Pretty faces lit, mischievous thoughts turned sly, deadly beauty are the forest elves. -From the Epoch of Enauck “Behave yourself, Brimstone! One does not appreciate being in the company of a buffoon.” “Ha, ha, sorry Fitzy, old boy, I am just relishing in the fresh freedom of flight! I cannot help but revel in this glorious new freedom that has been denied me, lo, these long Ages.” “Don’t call me Fitzy! Only Persephone may call me that!” “Ha, ha! As you wish, m’Lord!” “Would you please refrain from those constant barrel rolls! We all know you can do it with ease; we were all through with being impressed by your juvenile antics long ago.” “Ha, ha! Sorry Leatherfitz, my curmudgeonly compatriot...”
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