Sojourn (Forgotten Realms: The Dark Elf Trilogy, #3; Legend of Drizzt, #3)

by R.A. Salvatore

Drizzt sensed something here that he could not explain—not a friendship with the bear, but an eerie understanding of the creature’s viewpoint. He thought himself foolish as he sheathed his blade, yet he could not deny the empathy he felt, almost as though he was viewing the situation through the bear’s eyes.

More often, though, the animal ignored the food altogether, rhythmically snoring and dreaming about honey and berries and female bears, and whatever else sleeping bears dreamed about.

There is one other point to be made about that truth: Evil creatures cannot sing.

“Mangura bok woklok,” Drizzt mouthed quietly. He’d have to remember that.

They never looked back as they moved down the mountain trail, toward the wide world of pains and joys.

The blade dropped from her grasp and her breathing halted abruptly as soon as she looked upon the drow. Drizzt, too, found himself stunned by the encounter. He wanted to make certain that the girl was all right, but when he looked upon Catti-brie, all thoughts of his purpose faded away in a flood of memories.

Welcome home.

Do I dare to believe that my story is fully told? I think not. —Drizzt Do’Urden