Come close now,' ordered Fenworth. 'Time for an exit. I think we'll whirl, Kale likes to whirl. Hold hands. Let's stay together, children. I want no one lost.
Donita K. PaulThe odd thing, my dear," said her father, "is that once one has ceased trying to protect self, one finds one's self in a very comfortable position." "Where?" asked Kale "In Wulder's care.
Donita K. PaulWell, what are we waiting for? ...She said 'children.' I bet that's anyone under a couple of centuries old. Let's go.
Donita K. Paul