To Gina Taconi-Moore, and to her Andrew, currently serving the great Republic in a far-off, sandy, unpleasant place. Long life and happiness!
First words
Michael Havel pulled his battered 4×4 into the employees’ parking lot, locked up and swung his just-in-case gear out of the back, the strap of the pack over one shoulder and the gun case on the other.
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Last words
The voice that sounded out in tones as perfect as cut crystal was hers, but the words... "Sad Winter's child, in this leafless show- Yet be Son, and Lover, and Horned Lord! Guaridan of My sacred Wood, and Law- His people's strength-and the Lady's sword!"
