Inside this room are the people whose efforts will help me find a way home. I take a deep, bracing breath, and knock. Nothing. I knock again, almost a bang on the door, that makes it open a little. Oh. Maybe they didn’t hear me? Alright. I’ll just go inside then. I open the door— And pain expl

I can’t see where we’re going. “Ow! Watch it!” “You watch it! It’s the third time you’ve bumped into me, Cassain!” “You liar, it’s you who’s been bumping into me, Gab!” “Ugh. Stop calling me that! My full name is so much more beautiful!” “You’re gross, man.” The tunnel is so narrow that we can

“That doesn’t look like a normal bump in the wall.” He says, scrutinizing the wound and reaches out a hand as if he’s going to probe it I brush his hand away before it reaches, “I’m alright. Though I would need something to cover it with. I imagine it makes me too recognizable.” Zen looks at me fo

I whip my head up to look at him “You spied on these people?” “After they never responded to the letters, I asked a few close acquaintances to dig up their whereabouts.” Lukas says, not guilty in the least “I wouldn’t call it spying if it’s for the safety of the country. It’s more of an undisclosed

“Worry not, scholar.” Lady Starcovesky says, noticing the look on my face, and hands me the small lamp “She’s not dangerous. It’s likely that she would just overlook you when she doesn’t recognize you.” I nod, and push fear to the very back of my mind. It doesn’t matter anyway. This is what I came