Filigree

Up early to take Kinzel's truck into the repair shop, this time to actually have the repair done. We drove over the Carter Bridge above the Kennebec, and I looked down at the river with the light fog boiling out of it, and the trees coated along the bank with a delicate layer of ice. The sky was blue-white and the half-moon rode high and pale.

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Project: Crystal Dragon, Second Draft
New Words Written, yesterday and today: 644 + 2042 = 2686
Total Words: 76,241
Goal: Um. 150,000 +/-?

Notes: Maybe I can cut some of the stuff that happens in the morglethrok or shorten the bit where the gimeljinx flabishes the hootintoot?