"Good thing we picked a fake name for me," Gannara said as we rode at the tail end of our little procession. "Yeah. Hey, Rao, thanks." He just shook his head at me, not needing to ask what I wa thanking him for. A whistle from the guard up front. The pair of them were bracketing us, one riding front, one back. When we looked up he waved and called something in Yeoli that I thought was
Published on March 10, 2010 12:59