Description: "This tale begins... on a night like this...
in these very woods..." At that moment, the wind picked up slightly. "Old Mr.
Tunnatin, a grey Lupe, was hobbling about his yard, searching for his petpet
that had died five years earlier. "
Sunlight Sonata: Part Eight He doubted they'd encounter any resistance until they got to Faerieland itself. Sayang had said that the desert was unguarded...