Tales of the future a titbit
Soon the potatoes were boiling and the small deer was roasting to perfection as they sat happily around the fire. Berec and Florian carved and served up, while Finbar generously shared out the last of the mead. "Now, where were you?" Cirian demanded of Luther. "Is it not Romian's turn tonight?" Luther asked tantilisingly. The group clammoured in drunken annoyance. "We need to hear what happened the following week!" Noah cried, raising his porcelain mead filled mug high in the...