Earcalie

(This tale takes place two days before Danel and Parnard leave Numenstaya for Celondim.)

Oh Sea, oh sea,oh endless sea
Da-dum -dilly-dum dilly-dum-dilly-dee
You push and pull and cradle me
In a walnut shell  with mast tall as a tree
Your salty teeth and the stormy rain
Bite slowly my anchor's rust-worn chain
Old sands bury the anchor strong and deep
The tall seas can't yet steal away its keep

All:
No,no,the old anchor holds its keep

Tolmen awoke on a stone bench in a dark corner of the hall of fire, the hall empty aside from the dying embers of the fire even the ever present Gilfiniel and Sogadan had sought their beds.

Daeruth felt as though she had become useful again, since being ostracised for mushroom picking and accused of treasure seeking in some ruins that scout Filegris asked her to stay away from, Hiril Tingruviel had requested she attend Lady Ealendil and Master Maedhrathin at the old school of Mirobel, the pair were wed and Daeruth let them chatter about inconsequential things while she studied the scraps of old knowledge for anything of interest, seperating to cover more area each spent time making notes, moving further into what she assumed was an old master's room or assembly h

So many departures. They knew that this day would come, that they would have to be prepared. It still made her wonder, despite their training, were the Fountaineers ready for this? As she left the Pillar hall, her conversation with Tingruviel still rung in her ears.