<div class="floatleft">(http://img195.imageshack.us/img195/4926/nishkahead.jpg)</div>Nishka yawned sleepily, pulling the thin covers over her head.<strong>"I don't want it to be morning,"</strong>she pouted. Finally, after several more moments she pulled the covers slowly down, exposing her face again.<strong>"I suppose if it has to be morning, it might as well be good too. Good morning!" </strong><br/><br/>Eying the sleepy-looking Firesong up and down, she asked,<strong>"Have those walking corpses scrambled off yet? I was trying to keep an eye on them, but I think the old Vistani matriarch used a sleeping spell on me."</strong>