Posted: Sat, 13/06/2020 22:45 (4 Years ago)
Raoul yawns, and picks up his backpack, just in case. He stumbles,
tired, outside, and is glad that the moon is out tonight. It's big
and bright, like the bulb of a lanturn, and Raoul mentally thanks
Lunala. He joggs down the beach, following Silver to the cave.