บท 294: 194 - Bad Bards

Plotline: Main

Chapter Type: Social

I had expected to wake to a loud crash, to the screams and curses of the doomed. Instead, it was the sun with its intrusive and painful light that woke me.

"Mngunoooo..." I said, or something like that.

I tried curling up under the thickest cover I had, but it was too late. I was awake, and would remain so until it was again time to sleep. With a sigh of reluctance, I folded back the covers and began the ritual of waking up with the traditional stretch and yawn.

"How do you do that?" Do Meng asked.

"Mnglsh?" I asked. "Do what?"

"That thing where your head flips back like a pot lid."

"I forget why I chose to have a flexible neck, but I've never regretted it."

"You... chose your neck?" Xeng Dai asked.