1. Realism should only go so far
What if Lup somehow got trapped in a stone of farspeech instead of the umbrastaff A rock can be an arcane focus. Also, how did she get inside of it, anyway? Did she make a stone of far speech instead of an umbrella? So, anyway, back to the future, in the cave, where Merle devoid of memories is trying to pull the necklace off this skeleton, and it blasts him back. As he makes contact with the stone, she swallows the cracks in her voice, the worry, the relief, the fear. A prototype for an advanced stone of far speech! Static they thought they were done hearing a month ago, when they were inoculated. Until the lich pulls himself together, and speaks more static, and vanishes. Summary: You meet your mother- the mother who, as the stories go, left you to the monsters in the woods.
The call-and-respond chorus is something mildly graphics about the stripped down bones of those foolish enough to take on the desert bleaching in the suns,. She ran and she ran and somehow the overseer never caught up to her, because she ran so fast you would think she had ten legs, and the suns ran across the sky too. And then finally at sunset she came across a great mountain ridge and there was nowhere else to run and she turned to face the approaching overseers. Her hand slapped against her own mouth. Back arching off the bed as Harry buried his cock inside of her in one thrust. The skills and amount of effort that Harry put into his career, actually managed to turn her on. To her, there was nothing more sexy than seeing her man do what he does best. It was just after his lunch when Harry started to exert similar behaviour that she did, although, he was very good at hiding it. His hand would rest on her thigh for just a few moments under the mixing desk, when suddenly, it would trail to as high as the hem of her panties. When in reality, he was pressing her buttons even further.