Challenge; Stomach Ache
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A Fair Price
He was coming to terms with this, oh so solid, flesh and therefore, when he awoke in pain, knees drawing up towards his chest, his first thought was ‘Ah – I recognise this one!’
It would pass. The elvish healer had explained some of the inner workings of the hroar and, now, the maia recognised this pain as being the result of a disturbance in those twists and turns through which food progressed. “Often the result of a surfeit,” he’d been told.
But, oh, it was a fair price; he’d happily endure this stomach ache again for more hot apple pies.