Literature
Too Much of a Good Thing
"We could use the hide," she argued quietly with him, the deer oblivious to the conversation. "And the meat will be a welcome addition to the stewpot."
Farkas sighed in frustration. "We already have all of that armor from that ruin, Khay, and the swords, and the tankards and the brooms and the ruined books-"
"And you've been a very good sport," she whispered soothingly, patting her husband as he hunkered under the enormous weight. "Now just let me get this deer, and we can go, all right?"
He nodded grudgingly, and without further ado she took aim, grinning-
A gust of wind pushed her arrow up just enough to whiz by the startled deer, wh
