du har ret,torgar said in angered misery.
jeg er et barn, og jeg er en tåbe.
but this stranger did not want to hear his blubbering. on his feet once more, almost trembling with desperate energy, he nodded at the well-poised wolf.
vil du have medlidenhed og kæmpe mod mig?
dagfinn was not here, and he did not want to return to dawnbreak, not now. perhaps the effort of a good spar would knock all memories of this day right from his addled head.
aware he was quite nonsensical, torgar waited all the same.




