-First Person-
I hear myself hum, packing up what I had traded for and what I still had left to trade, Horror was out walking, and Dust was... Somewhere, who knows where, though probably fine, probably.
She tended to be fine after disappearing randomly. I get out the map, looking over it we should have half a fortnight's travel, maybe a bit more or less depending on weather and other such factors... Hopefully things go well when within King Aldrich's kingdom, though one can never be sure, and hopefully crossing the border between the two kingdoms won't be a problem... as possible as it is, especially since tensions between kingdoms have been getting high...
I feel a sigh leave my lips, oh well, we should be fine.
I wonder what Dust is doing?
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I look down at the busy street, people were starting to finish doing what they needed to or wanted to do outside for the day, due to how the night is when the mists appear, and what they believe hides within the mists.
Though who knows if something does, but, there haven't been many unexplained deaths found within the mists. So if something does hide within the mists, I doubt it's unfriendly, or at least attacks unless provoked.
But still, the stories remain, and the stories have been here for many a years, so they're unlikely to leave to soon, more likely simply slowly fade as less people fear the mists that come every night, or less people continue to believe them.
Though I suppose they are also warnings to be careful at night, warnings to be careful of the unknown, warnings to be careful of what hides from us... I Tilt my head slightly for a bit, before I get up and jump down from the roof, startling a some people as I land, one or two giving me a look or muttering something under their breath, I ignore the slight pain in my legs from the landing as it fades and I walk back.
Probably should finish with the rest of packing to leave for the next stop, though thankfully I'm almost done...
-Third Person-
Error looks at the paintings as they walk towards the throne room, each and every painting seemed to be well made, and every one of them pictures of the kinder parts of nature, or of the royal family, one of The King's great grandfather with a "hound" by his side, one of some rare flowers, and of course others.
They shook her head, and reaching the door to the throne room, hesitantly pushed it open and walked in, looking up towards the king, and bowing slightly before continuing forward "Your Majesty? You asked for me?"
The King looked towards Error "I did, you have another list. Complete it by the end of the month," King Aldrich nodded slightly to the person standing by the throne, who passed Error a folded piece of paper.
Error nodded as she took the paper, "Understood, anything else?"
The King looked at a painting on a wall, "start looking for some new bones, those of an animal that would not be surprising to see around this castle. That is all, leave."
Error kept herself from sighing as she nodded, and left the room.
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Storms MV
FanfictionFar Storms and Great Storms often forming, creating the magic of this world. Ten kingdoms, each having had one ruler that lived for millennium. Ten people, soon to meet, and form separate groups. Criminals, A King's Assassin, Merchants, an Explorer...