Extract from the records of Redwall
Abbey, written by Rimrose Swifteye.
My
how the seasons fly by! It seems just yesterday that Champion Dannflor and
Abbess Song returned to our abbey and received their respective positions. But
alas, I am getting old and they are now young adults with wisdom far beyond
their seasons.
Our
abbey is none younger either though! Just yesterday we began the reconstruction
of our front gates under Dann's advice that they were getting old. Everybeast
in the abbey is helping and what a job it is! We had to travel quite a distance
until we found a hard enough tree for Dann's liking. It's a big old oak that
has been around far longer than any of us. We just got it in the abbey this afternoon
and it was such a job getting it here that Abbess Song declared a feast this
evening.
If
you've never been to a Redwall feast then you couldn't begin to imagine what a celebration
it is. I must go now though for old Sister Sloey wanted my advice on what to
flavor the enormous flan she has planned with.
