Up in the Clouds
May 8th 2009 Rested and restless, I was in need of some action. The parties at the Loki and Wild Rover had grown stale. The frequency with which the travellers changed in these places was staggering. Five old and fifty-five new faces every night.
Where are you from? Where have you been so far?
Questions a short-term traveller may revel in replying became tiring after half a year on the road. The
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