A/N Hey guys! Sorry for the long delay. My job is getting ridiculous day by day as I could not be out before 11.00 pm. This is not a long chapter, and I was in a hurry to finish it today. It is 25th of May, the Towel Day! Therefore, this chapter contains my love for my favorite writer, Douglas Adams. Again, thank you for sticking with me. Next chapter will be out sooner, I promise.

Bethany

Bethany was bored. Alfredo who was the new joy in the mansion and constant laughing source of hers was gone to look for job. Only thing he said before he left was "The answer, my bella, is tortillas." As being expected, they became best friends in no time. They were inseparable. They ate together, sang together and almost slept together which was prevented by very furious Fenris.

Fenris…He became quite invisible in the mansion. He never joined their meals which were delicious thanks to Alfredo. He was always in that dark room, probably sharpening his sword to the void. Once, she caught him watching them singing. When their eyes met, the look in his face was so…sad yet…cute. Like a puppy. Carver would have pet him if he had the chance. The thought was too hilarious for her that she could not hold herself from laughing. Fenris left at the instant. She still felt sorry for that.

Why the void was she feeling sorry for that? As if she cared for him. Not in a million year. She chased the thought immediately and looked for some distraction. There was a huge library in the mansion, but most of the books were in Imperial Language, and remaining ones were quite boring, too. Then, she remembered. Varric's book. Before leaving for the expedition, Varric motioned her aside, and gave her a book. "In case of emergency," he said and winked. Well, to Varric, only unavoidable boredom could be considered as an emergency. So, she took the book out of her bag.

There was no word but a single embossed picture on the green hard cover of the book. In this picture, a shape of dwarf, who was really similar to Varric, was gazing a shape of cloud? She sat on the window ledge and opened the book.

The Cloudgazer's Guide to the Surface by Varric Tethras

"The Cloudgazer's Guide to the Surface is a remarkable travel book for the adventurous dwarfs who want to see somewhere else than cramped tunnels. It has been compiled and recompiled many times over many years and under many different editorships. It contains contributions of a very handsome surface dwarf who is known for his wit and humor throughout Thedas. Therefore, you are in good hands dear readers. Let's prepare you for the Surface!

First thing you should now… you are not going to fall into sky. Yes it is blue and enormous. Yes, it can change colors. And yes, Sky can sparkle at nights (you can find what is night from page 252), but it won't eat you.

Secondly, a towel can be massively useful thing for a traveling surface dwarf. Sky may piss on you time to time, you see. Therefore, I highly suggest you to carry a towel with you to keep you safe and dry.

Thirdly, apart from the place you grew up, surface possesses various kind of dangers. You may end up dead countless times but don't let these thoughts trouble you. Just enjoy your time, you are in surface!

A final and vital thing to say…Don't Panic.

Bethany was laughing. When she got time to breathe again she opened a random page of the Guide.

Death: Avoid it.

Hey, I mean it.

Maybe you haven't met the crossbow of your dreams yet.

Still here? Okay then.

If you are a highly suicidal dwarf and made your final decision, then there are several ways of death. For example, if you are in city named Kirkwall, you can mess with human called Hawke directly or try to flirt with his sister, Bethany, who is considered as a rare beauty among all kinds of species. In either way, you are dead before you could say "Tezpadam". Another effective way to die is via talking to a lyrium-branded elf. Go to him and say that you wish you were a mage so that you could rule everyone. In this way, you may have the opportunity to analyze your beating heart before you die. Last but the least suggested way is reading a manifesto called Plight of Mages. I know, death by reading may sound impossible, but this manifesto was so boring that, during a mandatory recitation, nine of the audience died of internal haemorrhaging while the last standing one could escape by chopping his leg off. Therefore, I highly suggest you to apply to the other ways…

She was on the floor now. Breathing became much harder since she was laughing madly. Then, she saw a movement under the door. It must be Fenris. He must read this, she thought. She could not answer why, but she really wanted to share this with him. She jumped to her feet and went to the door on her tiptoes. Still smiling, she opened to door, and a shocked-Fenris-view welcomed her.

She raised the book, "You must read this."

His expression changed from shocked to sad in a second.

"No," he simply said, looking at his feet.

"Why?"

He raised his head, now she could see he was angry.

"Do you think they teach slaves to read?"

Oh.

She was a complete idiot. She really was. Fenris was looking at her, probably waiting for her response. He did not deserve this, yet he was born at the wrong time, in a wrong place like her. Not knowing what his reaction would be, she made her decision;

"I could teach you."

Fenris scowled, "I don't want your pity, Mage."

Again with the old-jackass behavior. How could he? She was losing her patience:

"It is not pity, you stubborn Elf. It is what friends always do."

He raised his eyebrow, "Are you suggesting we are friends now?"

Jackass.

"Oh you don't want me as your enemy."

New expression formed in his face was nothing but amusement.

A/N In Orzammar, Surface dwarves who have lost their Stone sense are called Cloudgazer.