Ullward snapped back the wall, to reveal a view over a sylvan glade.
A fine oak tree shaded a pond growing with rushes. A path led through
a field toward a wooded valley a mile in the distance.
They stepped outdoors into the sunlight. Iugenae flung her arms out,
twirled, danced in a circle. "Look! I'm all alone! I'm out here all by myself!"
"Lamster Ullward," called Runy, "there's an air-car right behind us."