12th of 2nd Spring 2,001 (AZD)
To my esteemed friends at the Library
of Annalow,
Thank you for your return letters of
encouragement. With the help of Chumkin, who is fast becoming a good
friend, I have recovered some from my ordeals in the Effee Forest.
We've travels too far south along the
river. A few days travel, and I've discovered that Silver River
splits at least twice before reaching a gorgeous round lake at the
base of a cliff and water fall. The trees are thick, but friendly
here, with bright greens and white of flower and leaf. The Wild life
is alive and moving along all parts of the forest, floor and branch.
It's as if the Tree Goddess, Yggdrasil, is apologizing for the wolves
behind us.
Here, we camped at the blessed opening
into a huge grassland. With Chumkin's help, we seemed to have
pinpointed out location about a hand of days off course. We're off
our maps, now. One of the mume's suggested that far enough west will
take us back to the gold ocean, and north or south, either way along
the shore should grant us a port town to gather our barrings again.
Personally, I'm of the belief that if we ask Junior to guide us, the
Ibis would take us to any city in the world.
Of Junior; While I've been resting,
he's founded a nest on my head. I'm not sure if this is endearing or
if he simply seeks a warm place to roost at night, but I'll take what
companionship I can get. My dreams are not pleasant places and I
appreciate waking to a friend perched on me at night.
The number of eyes in the forest have
thinned to almost none, but I still feel like there is one or two
wolves that watch for me. Once we get out into the fields of
Breathless, the grasslands south of the forest, I'll feel a lot
better. The Effees down here have less love for wolf-kin than for
Mandra-kin.
Yours,
Professor Steven Mumewin
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