Among the leaves so green o' The lion followed where he led on Though she laughed at the foolish unicorn She'd eat him up and leave just the horn Among the

the play again tomorrow at the Widderson Fair … this time with a few more laughs , hopefully. For inscrutable reasons, it is the dramaturgists who first

them - especially those accompanying the Hounds of Glory. They literally laugh as they cut down the Druj warriors foolish enough to stand against them,

hunter. You're a deadly hunter aren't you?" Decima laughed, which was good. She had not been laughing much since the flight from Spiral. Vagan opened his

armed for the fray. When Levi's seen Enoch with the sun in his hair, He's laughed like the jackdaw and he's fled like the hare. "Oh chase me and catch me

fair!" he protested, "I did it so you have to answer..." The older woman laughed and then filled her lungs with air, allowing her voice to fill the glade

Grendel, even as they build their navy on our shores, spy on our lands and laugh at the idea of a continued peace and prosperity. The motives and Virtue of

ready to run at any moment. When a group of Imperial Orcs walked past, laughing and joking with each other and engaging in some playful back slapping,

most heroic? Are they the only ones whose stories we should hear?" She laughed again, swatted a fly against her face and then popped it into her mouth

with idential tiny marks. Then after a timeless moment, the great smith laughs. A short, sharp bark. The workers do not pause in their labour, but they

few inches. If you have a buttonhole attachment on your machine, you're laughing for the next bit - just mark your buttonholes at the desired spacing with

you. It's more like... it magnifies you, makes you more of yourself." He laughed then. "It's easy to get cocky when you're new to it. You'll find a fair

squandered while Zenith is still in the hands of the enemy!" "Don't worry," laughed Leo, his anger passed. "I'll go easy on your little sage, just a few bruises

question rather than a statement. Karkovitch shook his head, and Leontes laughed sending crumbs all over the table. "No we shouldn't," he said firmly. "Karkovitch

feathers plumping up, and it took Jorgen a moment or two to realise he was laughing. "The embodiment of fear? Blood-on-the-Snow? No no no nothing like that

merchants, their crew coming ashore to eat and drink in the paradors of Siroc, laughing and joked with the Freeborn, frequenting the markets of the Sapphire, all

Autumn sun; their crimson surcoats soak up the blood of their prey. They laugh as they fight, glorying in the exhilaration of battle in a way only a few

they asked the Bregas how they had come by such riches. The Bregas only laughed and mocked the Ulven, but one among them was moved to treachery by the promise

asking us to stop the rain from falling..." he agreed. "Hah!" Lutomysla laughed. "That would be much easier. We'd just have a plenipotentiary with the Cupbearer