One of the many islands in the Loch
Sailing
back to Balloch
Davian:
Is she sleeping?
Yorrick: Think so, unless she found a way to read through her eyelids.
Moridin: and without turning a page.
It
was more a case of sleep catching up during the day after the night before.
Refreshend
after the siesta it is time to discipline Falkon
Ulrica
giving Gil pointers.
What
better way to wait for the train to Edinburgh than to read a couple of chapters
of HP.