User blog:Lathagarr Stormgale/Griane Farfletch

Thick shadows deepened as night turned to midnight. The young mousemaid, Griane Farfletch woke wondering where she was. She looked around at the red sandstone walls on which hung a great tapestry. She looked at it more closely. It depicted a young looking mouse leaning casually on a magnificent sword as vermin fled in all directions. Then she remembered, the mouse was called Martin the Warrior and this was Redwall Abbey, she had been told by the kind mice who had taken her in two days ago