Category Archives: Agenar

I awaken, as most mornings, to a boot in the belly and a powerful thirst. “Ale,” I mutter. “By the blue head of the dragon, give me Ale.” I get another kick instead. The gutter isn’t my first choice for slumber. Some nights, I’m under a wagon; some nights, in a barn. I even, on …

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