Midwinter Town: A Novella
the bear looks at him with a puzzled look.
“That, you choose a card from my deck.”
“Explain, before I choose.”
“Very well. Like everything a deck has a beginning, middle, and end.”
“I only have to choose.”
“Yes.”
“That won't be easy.”
“We have time.”
“Good to know.”
“I… I choose…”
“Already decided?”
“Yes.”
“I choose in the middle.”
“Your choice.”
Was it the card that Haldir wanted? A lot of things were going through his mind, if, the bear chose the right card, it will be over soon. His hand stopped. Everything was on this one draw. The tension could be felt. There was no stopping, now.