Alienum phaedrum torquatos nec eu, vis detraxit periculis ex, nihil expetendis in mei. Mei an pericula euripidis, hinc partem ei est. Eos ei nisl graecis, vix aperiri consequat an.
As he watched the herd, Lev Brewster looked out over the sea of prairie grass, gentle gold waves as far as hed ever roamed. He saw a picture of a tall ship in a book once and now he carved them from cattle horns, dreaming of when hed have enough money to take a trip on one of those ships.
