(no subject)
There were many ways of spending a Sunday morning and this was probably one of the best of them.
Attila rode the grey to the door of Teja's forge, towing the spotted horse behind him, and listened to the sound of movement inside. If he had timed it right Teja wouldn't have fired up yet.
He urged the grey into position, then swung his foot and gave the door a good kick. "Teja," he shouted.
Attila rode the grey to the door of Teja's forge, towing the spotted horse behind him, and listened to the sound of movement inside. If he had timed it right Teja wouldn't have fired up yet.
He urged the grey into position, then swung his foot and gave the door a good kick. "Teja," he shouted.