The Toymaster of Buckland

The toys came from Dale, smoothly sanded and ready for his brush. He ground and mixed the pigments himself: azurite, viridian, cochineal, rolling the exotic names around his tongue like poetry. He found it curiously relaxing to set aside his cares and play the simple craftsman, fashioning gifts for those dearest to his heart.  

Horses of gleaming brazzilwood;  fierce mumakil, ochre and cinnabar; bright hummingbirds shimmering lapis and ruby-red.  Once he crafted a kine of Araw, sleek as ivory, with gold-tipped horns, but that he kept for himself, in memory of the one who bore that mighty horn.

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