First time out of Berdusk in a long time.
Saying good-bye to mother and father was difficult. Selmoor just said ‘see you later’ and went off down the pub. Like it was nothing at all.
When I left it threatened rain but cleared up nicely. The sun feels good on my skin.
I stuck to the roads, found this little wayside inn.
The food was nice and wine was cheaper than home.
Strange to go to sleep without saying good-night to anyone.