.... through roiled, grey clouds, the mists swirl and glimpses of where the
gathered ships once haphazardly lined the broken shores ... those who
sailed
them to return another day, when the ravagings give a brief respite.
Perhaps we will learn what the ladies' expedition to the bogs found, (or
what found them!) ... or where the Tardis headed ... whether robes were to
be had or not.
`BlackStaff
