Tyle Sands -- page 7224

...but can you tell me?,,,

Are we far from Enyd?"

Loria looks surprised. "Yes, we are indeed. Enyd is far, far from here."

Jalin pipes up, "It's about seven or eight hundred miles from here!"

"Thank you," you sigh, and relax into your pillows. You're lying on a cot in an empty, cold room. A window is open and it's stirring your hair. You shiver.

"But, milady," says Jalin, "why...