Time worked differently on the Elven Court, I realized as I stared at the young moon across the starlit sky.
I thought that it would already be daybreak after spending what seemed to me was a half-day’s worth of time in Lethduim. The moon that shone a pearly light over New York City was still young when we walked down from Cherry Hill. After Gwynet and Tridorn briefed us with the specifics of the investigation they went back to the Land Under the Vines through the glass-like portal.
Cold night wind blew, cooling my warm face. Already, I could feel the beads of sweat on my forehead and back begin to evaporate as the evening air dried them out. We were walking down the pavement by the side of the park’s man-made lake and were making our way to the part of Central Park which had more trees.
