Honor Thy Mother
"momma isn't coming to fairwind, is she?" the question stopped sasha in his tracks. kriss stopped with him, looking up at her taller brother. "momma isn't coming to fairwind... is she?" she repeated.
Secret
In a city such as fairwind, secrets are highly prized, and can be sold to the highest bidder. my mistress hoards them, making herself out to be a rumor-monger.
My Sword, My Clan 16 - His Dance of Death
_" "_check the fairwind, keep a level heading!_" "_james, wake up!_" "wh-huh!?"
My Sword, My Clan 33 - My Friend and Nemesis
._" "alright good, rzepka how's our fairwind?"