12 VIII
To Orlind, and Victory!
… or Doom. Probably Doom.
Having already flown a long way south to Eterna’s (abandoned) colony and back, it took a great deal out of us to set off for Orlind again so soon. But we had no choice. Matters were now far too urgent to admit of delay, regardless of how much I wished we could stay at home and sleep.
We had forgotten to eat for some time, too, and had little opportunity to rectify this along the way. Soaring into chaos both sleep-deprived and underfed was no wonderful plan, but what else could we do? The island was sinking and Galywis was holding the fort — literally — all alone. We would just have to be all right, somehow.
We found Nyden again somewhere along the way, and Loret too. Get everybody to Orlind, I told them in passing, having pause
