I'd have thought that any horse dealer would recognize that an air clipper can not agree to freight horses. We offered once--four riding horses, all gorgeous. They didn't enjoy when we lifted them aboard; one of them, Wildhoof, hated it enough that he removed himself by hopping offship, low over Benalia. We landed the rest, declaring never again.
Found a new quill for writing! Lovely silver color to the feather-- seems to have fallen from beneath the wing of a storm goose, down by its belly.
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