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Saxon
I roll over in the hard bed and reflect on the eve before. The community of Shirnaka were hospitable but distant. There were lots of weary faces and furtive glances, and few made any attempt to speak with us. The only one readily accepted into the fold was Ryen. His status in Shirnaka must be significant. Men and women approached him to speak, some for lengthy conversation, others seeking just a moment of his time. Most just shook his hand and congratulated him on his safe return.
There was some unexpected celebration with the meal, though. A sweet liquid treat, rarely drank, except on special occasions. Rudolph declared the group’s arrival to be a momentous event worth celebrating. Young and old enjoyed the dark, rich drink. I had tasted it twice before. The last time was at M
