The following is neatly written with coal upon a piece of parchment in Terry's pocket:
Caerrot
Carrots
Bread
Dried Meat
Juice
If one were to flip over the piece of parchment, they might also find this written in coal:
Wrenna, Wrenna
Prettist of them all
Wrenna, Wrenna
She doesn't need to be tall
Wrenna, Wrenna
Cute and small
Vicious and strong
Fair and dark of hair
Wrenna, Wrenna
You've stolen my heart
Right from the start
When we first met
Wrenna, Wrenna
Beneath leaves of oak
My face was soaked
with tears of my most loathed fears
Wrenna, Wrenna
From boar we fled
O' the pounding on my head
I hurt sorely
But Wrenna, Wrenna
You came to protect me
And sent away my troubles
O' Wrenna, Wrenna
How much I love you
No poem, nor song
or tale
can express.
