The to Cathal was battered and only one wagon wide, with swells of hard earth where mud had frozen during cold ad rainy seasons. Enna tripped often, and cursed each time she tripped, until Dasha said, "Enna, you might watch your language." Enna grimaced. "I was. You should hear my thoughts.
Shannon HaleI keep thinking about a tale my nurse used to read to me about a bird whose wings are pinned to the ground. In the end, when he finally frees himself, he flies so high he becomes a star. My nurse said the story was about how we all have something that keeps us down.
Shannon HaleNo one had ever called her wild before. She wanted to be wild now, for him. Wild seemed more enticing then a bowl of berries.
Shannon HaleFinn, do you see the liasโwhatever, the orange-haired girl?โ Razo Gestured ahead. โDo you think sheโs pretty?โ Finn glanced Dashaโs way, then returned his attention ot his horse. โSheโs all right.โ โReally? Just all right?โ Finn shrugged. Razo rolled his eyes. โWhat am I saying? He doesnโt think any girl is pretty but Enna.โ โAre there any girls but Enna?โ Finn called back. โThereโd better be.
Shannon HaleFinn always called it Enna's Stream. He tended to refer to most anything as belonging to her--Enna's Meadow, Enna's Mountain. When he referred to Yasid as Enna's Kingdom, she said, "Isn't that your heart?" Finn smiled and kissed her hand. Isi rolled her eyes. "Oh you two are impossible." Enna laughed. "This coming from the girl who calls her husband 'sweet little bunny boy'?" Isi blushed. "That was just once.
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