Here Rhion read and studied through the rainy days of the marshlands winter and sometimes throughout the night: herb-lore and earth-lore and the deep magics of the moon and tides; the legends of the old realm of Sligo, going back two thousand years; […]

Scene 2: Expect Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days, / Since I have entered into these wars.

“So you're drinking some Cabs then, right?” she asked. ¶ I told her that indeed I was. […] Cabernet Sauvignon grows just about anywhere; nearly every wine-growing country has its Cab.

DEC. 27. - Killed a young goat, and lamed another, so that I caught it and led it home in a string; when I had it at home, I bound and splintered up its leg, which was broke.