The follies of youth
This continues for a few minutes, aias' concern starting to grow larger than his annoyance at his dog:"agathon, where are you boy?" then suddenly a bark can be heard back up the slope, from a set of bushes not too far away from aias' flock.
A Horse Walks Into A Bar
Looking at the front of it, it said, "jones and bartlett, architects, adam jones aia." i stared at the card for a few moments, finally turning it over. written in perfect cursive it said; "thanks for the fun hoss.
Understandings
._ he wrinkled his nose at the memory of wretched aia, as drunk as an entire nord wedding party and trying to cozy up to him a couple of years back. _well... i'll wait to see what she wants. if she wants to remain friends, i'm alright with that.