Falls of the Hinterlands suckin' on my tendies

"Sounds good to me," Apple agreed and then went to seek for the softest spot on the stone-hard surface. And found a nice compromise in patch of grass and moss, with a wall of a rock to lean against. There she did a quick grooming ritual, got up to turn around three times and lied down. Her eyes fell shut in a matter of seconds and she was deep asleep soon, snoring quietly. Had she known that this was the last sane evening she was going to have, before a very long journey inside mental confusion, perhaps, she would have done some things differently, or tried to achieve something notable. But most likely, being the shameless person she was, she would leave everything as it had been, not fear the difficulties ahead and dive in the new chapter with much enthusiasm and head-first.