A mosquito landed on my hand. With the free one I smacked it. The mousquito remains were now left on my palm brown and red looking. I brushed them off. It was too hot. Only two more days to Autverg I thought to myself. I sighed. It seemed like an eternity. I looked at the kid. Looking down at the ground carrying the brown bag I gave her. She hadn't complained since we started walking. I knew she couldn't talk or I guess wouldn't, but she didn't even show any signs of fatigue. Hell even I seem more tired than her. I don't know maybe she's a demon child or something. And how did she even happen to live in the Karsten woods? In the whole she was a complete mistery to me.
Well atleast she had normal clothes now, if you can call obviously too large clothes that I gave her normal. She was such a small child. Even for an eight and a half year old. Out of no reason at all I became sad for her. Who was she? What had happened to her? I guessed I'll find out at some point.
I looked ahead of me. Autverg. We can buy some food there. I took out my stash of money and opened it. Five silver and ten bronze dinares. Shit I said to myself. That's not enough money to have food for all three of us.
Marco ran ahead of me spotting something far ahead.
I watched him. I guess we'll have to get the money somehow. I thought. And shouted: "Marco, get back here!"
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The City Of Beginnings
AdventureRunning away may be one of the two primal surviving instincts. In the face of danger you can either decide to fight or flight. After having that decision made you have to decide what to do after that. You can't keep running away forever. You need to...
