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undecided endings part 4 The town of Dirwing was large by most standards. The fields alone that skirted it reached for miles in every direction. Huge tracts of land filled with produce of every kind stretched as far as the eye could see. It was no surprise that the harvest was so celebrated. It was because of it that the town could be called one of the wealthiest in the western realm. People came from miles around to be a part of the festivities and join in the bounty of the harvest.
We entered the bustling town in the late afternoon, just as the street side lanterns were being lit. The outer edges of the city were vacant, but even from the outskirts the chaos in the center could be heard. Brightly colored ribbons hung from windows and flowers decorated doorways of shops and hovels that we passed. Red streamers crisscrossed overhead on the rooftops, mak
undecided endings part 3 When I awoke, it was midmorning, our little camp had been neatly packed, and I knew we were once again moving on. Adela stood some distance away, tying the last of the packs and checking to see if she had missed anything; I didnt see Rowan anywhere.
Good morning, Adela said without looking up, how did you sleep?
I sat up and looked around at the place that had been our home the last night, baffled at how undisturbed it looked as we prepared to take our leave.
Fine, I said in response to my friends question. Where is Rowan?
He went to the stream some time ago to get some water to douse the fire with. He has been gone long enough; maybe you should go along and fetch him.
Could I have something to eat b
undecided endings part 2 The night you wanted to hear was the first night I ever met Adela, I said, and as I spoke, the smoke from the fire seemed to envelope us until we could see nothing but swirling gray patterns that began to form vague shadows that seemed to solidify as I formed them with my words.
For five years prior, I had worked as an assistant to a tanner. He took me in off the streets and gave me shelter and food. The gesture was kind, but not always appreciated, especially on nights when he would come home from the tavern drunk and take his anger out by yelling at me. On rare occasions he struck me, but I could do nothing about it. If I were to react in any way, I would be cast back out into the streets and join the many starving, ill children there. But all of that would change when Adela came to the village where I lived.
It was t
undecided endings part 1 I had set out some time ago in search of firewood that would last us the night, and to find the small cluster of apple trees we had passed earlier that day, before we made camp. After quite some time, I gathered a bundle large enough to last us long enough and started back toward my friends and the food that waited there. The sun had long since sunk below the tree line and the woods were beginning to come alive, as they often do at night. The chorus of sounds was music to my ears as I walked along through the leaf-strewn wood with my bundle.
I smelled the fire long before I found my way to the little grove where our camp was set up. The smoky smell of the fire mixed with the rich spice of the tiny rabbit roasting over it made my mouth water in anticipation. The rabbit was small, but it was something, and I had yet to taste a dish made by the hands of Adela that I did not l
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