Tales of a Whimsical Wanderer

June-July 2017 [wip]

June-July 2017 THE wanderer's next weeks were filled with lectures and learning and reading and lots and lots of walking. She discovered a brilliant walk along the riverside on campus that led to a beautiful, green, ivy-flooded wood. This became her most favorite walk, and she would often meander up the trail with a book held beneath her nose, reading and walking ala Belle. (Aside from the material she was reading for her literature class, she was currently reading The Horse and His Boy from The Chronicles of Narnia---which she bought for only a few euros from Charlie Bryne's Book Shop---and finishing up The Last Unicorn ---which she'd brought across the ocean with her.) It was in the aforementioned ivy-flooded wood where she sat down in a patch of ivy and began to compose the beginning of her story. She would not get very far at all into her story during her time in Ireland because she did not have nearly as much free time as she had thought she'd have, but, neverthe...