*Elmyra returns from the outdoors as she has finished her garden. She strides into the mainroom and sets down her bag gently. She silently makes her way toeard the kitchen so that she may was her hands* 

Elmyra: Sure hope that soil is fertile..

*She mumbles to herself softly and then decides to take a look around the room. There must be something to do that will pass the time. Elmyra walks out of the kitchen and notices the library. She smiles sofly and decides to make her way there*