Stavanger Bay Valentines for the single man

"met wolf, spoke of drink." ruo did not hide she spoke to a crazed pirate. the rotten fruit somehow produced a sweet drink 'of the heavens,' so said she. mixed with honey, supposed to be 'a gods gift.' of course never trying, how would she know, but neither did he, it seemed. perhaps hidden away.. far away..

she was quite curious on this 'drink.' what else could there be but of water?