cassie5squared

Disclaimer: I do not own Forgotten Realms or any canonical characters or locations that may be mentioned. They are the property of Wizards of the Coast. All OCs are mine.

Author's notes: Thanks to lady_rilwen and lycaenion as ever, for their encouragement and help.

The previous chapters may be found here: Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
( When ranger Tarl Felfaer's wife is killed by gnolls, he takes their infant son Rydel to be fostered in safety in Everlund. Sixteen years later, Rydel begins to feel drawn to the forests in which he was born. What adventures lie ahead for this eager young man? )

Disclaimer: I do not own Forgotten Realms or any canonical characters or locations that may be mentioned. They are the property of Wizards of the Coast. All OCs are mine.

Author's notes: Thanks to lady_rilwen and lycaenion as ever, for their encouragement and help.

The previous chapter may be found here: Prologue

( When ranger Tarl Felfaer's wife is killed by gnolls, he takes their infant son Rydel to be fostered in safety in Everlund. Sixteen years later, Rydel begins to feel drawn to the forests in which he was born. What adventures lie ahead for this eager young man? )

I live in England, renowned for its bad weather. I am known to gripe and moan to people about how it's too cold, too wet, too gloomy, etc.

But sometimes, just sometimes, I get a reminder that there are still beautiful things in the sky.

Tonight, just as it goes dark and the street lights come on, I walk into my kitchen and see a stunning full moon rising over the rooftops. I like the moon, so I can't help but stop and gaze for a bit.

Then, a few hours later, I leave the living room for something, and as I walk back in - facing the window - two stunningly bright stars are shining directly through it. One of them is Venus, immortalised in my favourite geekery as Earendil. As I go and look up at the sky properly, it becomes apparent that the sky is so beautifully clear that even through the haze of light from the city, a large number of stars are clearly visible. I wibble for a while.

Nature is bloody beautiful.