After stumbling along for some way along the stream, Vardamar came quite suddenly out of the gloom. As if through a gate Vardamar saw the sunlight before them. Coming to the opening Vardamar found that he had made his way down through a cleft in a high steep bank, almost a cliff.
110 miles, and I have reached old man willow. I’ve been drinking lots of caffeine drinks, so I don't fall asleep against any trees. [img]smilies/tongue.gif[/img]
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