...its last tum...

[Aredhel]

The solitude of Leth is what I love most. Wandering through the trees and watching the treants lumber by me, shaking the ground as they go, you can't help but smile at those old and wizened faces. Water running through the countryside easily causes me to just stop and listen. That's what I was doing, when all the sudden...

You hear a drumbeat fading in the distance, a Djembe has beat its last tum

...I pondered the message...

And then, there she was before me! A wave, a salute and words of, "Be safe, my friend," and she was gone. Only the sound of the river remained. I swam across to one of the spires and climbed the stairs to the top, overlooking the countryside. This is Telon, one of the most beautiful worlds ever made, where people meet, friends are made and service to the people is foremost. Sometimes, though, we find our way leads down another path and we must follow it.

Fair journeys, m'lady, and thank you for your service to the people.

And thanks to all of those who selflessly work in the world, be it GM, Knight, Squire, artist and dreamer, or the ones that make the dreams come alive. Even those who have served and departed for other lands of opportunity. Somehow, we often meet again in other lives.

The drum is silent.