Literature
Solo for Solona
"Let's see now... what rhymes with 'cream'? Beam, leem, scream--oh, rot it all!"
Solona stopped at the soft muttering coming from the far side of the pile of rocks. That sounded like Alistair... but what was he doing at the far end of the camp? She'd noted his absence after dinner and wondered. But of course she wasn't looking for him. She hadn't been concerned, not at all. She just needed some air and decided to take a walk. Yes, that was it. And now she seemed to have found him.
She picked her way closer, as quietly as she could, and peered around a large boulder. Aha! He didn't notice, being absorbed in his task, whatever that task was.