Rilye

As we rode, we marveled at the night sky. (It was still early, though at almost mid-winter it was dark very early.) Cold and clear, I could almost hear the great music of the stars, tinkling in the ice cold distance. 

“So Carnifinde, when are you going to do something about the situation?” Hirinde broke the silence.

(After Part one)

I have never been one for a large gathering of acquaintances, preferring a small number of closer friends. For much of my early life this consisted of Rilye, Hirinde and Caro.