-sitting, muttering the verses of The Road Not Taken, shaking the pen and making it do back flips included my pastime. A knock on the door by the Queen Of Winds ensued - though unwillingly, I gave up my play of the pen and ambled towards the eager door. Yes, I understood, Your Majesty but the carriage of mine has its one wheel- the willingness all withered. (caption) Title : The Cloud's Favour -sitting, muttering the verses of The Road Not Taken, shaking the pen and making it do back flips