Moonspear My Shangri-la, I can't forget

It wasn't hard. He found the hardest parts were the tight roll and the branches in the the hole whne it was around your neck.

He chuckled. My mom was the clever one behind it. I was just taught. Njord. 

He repeated the foreign name to himself. He windered what it would sound like in the cajin french his family had used.

He shook his head. Not since i was a pup. My family before my dad settled would travel
And trade healing, stories for rest and food. Shelter from a storm etc. And my moms family were nomads. So i guess i just always been one to wander. Though, home doesnt sound half bad anymore.