A strange feeling welled up in the black-haired elf, imagining he was five hundred years younger and ten thousand years back in time. The Sun-Toucher would be at the Bridge of Destiny, greeting the day star. The maidens would be rising and shooing their night's lovemates off to their own huts, and gardeners would be getting water for the foodplants growing in their plots. Rayek sighed softly, as memories overwhelmed his heart.
Only to be overwhelmed themselves by a swell of nausea that pushed itself up behind his jaws and sent him upright and stumbling for the bushes.
While the yellow-eyed elf indulged his rebelling stomach, a wizened figure limped up behind him, leaning on a staff wit