Xandu was delighted by this answer and thanked him again. They were now coming closer to the end of the north part of the forest and the distant shouts of kids playing and dogs barking could be heard.
This all meant nothing to me. I never talked to him…
and he laughed to shun the nostalgia that was building up.
The morning sun beamed its rays through the slivers in his thatched roof to say a cheerful good morning. He … More