There's no way for you to sleep at the moment. You're too sore and you have too many questions. Where are you? When will you wake up? Who is this person next to you? How do you know them? The questions just keep flooding in but there's no dam of answers to prevent it.
A few minutes later your blurry vision can make out a male in odd clothes make his way to the bedside table next to your head, he takes a necklace off and sets it on the table before begining to mix pinches of herbs in a small stone bowl.
Try and speak to him: 23
Go to sleep: chpt 25
YOU ARE READING
A Tale Not Yet Told (CYOA)
FantasyThough hungry minds gather to read, it is of great stride to announce that this story cannot be read, for it has yet to be writ. If however, you wish to embark on this adventure; may you continue it on your own. Be wary of the choices you make e'r...
