1. Roki

    Private It's Not Done Cooking

    "Wonder what this place is," the hush of Roki's voice came slow as his bright golden eyes peered about the vine-ridden stonework. Steady hands set to stir the frothy liquid that bubbled up from the belly of the stout cast iron pot. His ears listening to the low gurgle and hiss of the contents...
  2. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    "See, when you turn the crank," sound spilled from the wooden box like steam from a kettle. Wavered and droned near to whistle, but stayed in its honeyed hum. "The wheel makes the strings sing," puffy eyed and Lirynk said beneath his mop of silvered grey. "And your fingers," with his knobby...
  3. Roki

    Roki

    If ever there was a wiz that was.
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