She Rides As A Man, Goes Unveiled

Well, Laddie, If You've Let An Old Buzzard Like Me Hurt You Confidence, You Couldn't Have Had Much In The First Place.

Feelings, She Learned, Were Hard To Fight. She Treasured His Smiles And Compliments And Tried Not To Dwell On The Fact That He Gave This Things To His Friend Kel. His Dreamy-eyed Gazes, Poems, And Fits Of Passionate Melancholy Were For Uline. It Was Hard Not To Resent The Older Girl.

I Wish We Had A Sign That This Flaming Dragon Is Part Of An Attack Or Something. Those Dung Heaps Might Think It’s Just One Of Their Own Monsters Enjoying The Sunrise.

No One Expects A Woman Busy At Her Sewing To Pay Attention To What’s Being Said Around Her. Nevermind If A Man’s Mother And Sister Showerd Them They Heard Everything While They Stictched, He’ll Still Think A Woman Who Plies Her Needles Saves All Her Brains For The Work. You’re A Far Better Spy Hemming Sheets Than If You Clank With Daggers.

We'll Be Chopped Up Before You Can Say 'king Maggot'.