Halfway out of the torrid desert, past Saltloch, still before the mountains of the lakelands, in the middle of the golden grass, a white figure imerges in the distance, curiosity getting the better of the naive young man, he aproaches it, to be greeted, by an old lady, surprised by the visit, her accent and manners betray her, quite obviously someone who decided to settle here, escaped from Eldflume in the far south.
A morning well spent indeed, her husband joins us in our conversations, i exchange some carved stones with them for some fruit, but even so this pleasent couple would not see me leave without at least fifteen kilos of sweets fruit and water with me.
Can't really complain though, their berries were delicious!