We thought something might be headed our way when the sun was late rising this morning. The darkness clung to the horizon reminding us of the battle we fought here. For some reason this time I did not have that overwhelming sense of the presence of evil. I wonder if that was due to my talisman.
Rumble, however, told me that he felt something foul was out there. More than one time I witnessed him shudder and close his eyes, then open them again to focus anew.
The sun eventually did rise and dispelled the dark. We all collectively sighed.
Yet we remained vigilant.
And rejoiced when Gilgorgon and his dwarves joined us before the sun closed the day.