You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”
she sits down at the cushion that the old lady mentioned and begins to speak she
"i come from a small farm village i grew up with my brother sunless i had a pretty ordinary childhood.I went to school with my brother i helped my parents which were an ordinary farmer's nothing special about them but i still loved them like they were the best ppl in the world although they were quite harsh with their expatiations at times i stll tried as hard as i could to satisfy them, around the farm i was also quite into swordplay with my brother and rituals i had friends i hang out with sometimes but one seemingly ordinary snowy day when our small village was raided and in the heat of the moment i split up from my brother and..."
she stop's speaking for a second like she's a bit hesitant to say this but not before long the old hug interrupts the silence
"and what is he alive did you try to find him and if you did than did you actually do find him"
the old hag responds sounding quite eager to find out what happened after i we split up
"well I've been trying to find my brother for quite some time now... but no luck quite yet"
the old hag looks at her a bit fascinated by her story but one particular question comes to the elderly lady's mind
"but how can you be so sure that he isn't dead already"
she look's down for a bit and then say's
"i know that he isn't dead... The thing is I still can feel his presence in this world... I don't know why but I always was able to feel someone's presence in this world..."
Then old Lady said
"It's seems it's time for you to go on your journey again."
she nodded standing up from cushion
"Its indeed time for me... Farewell miss."
As she begun to slowly go out of old lady's tent the old hag said
"Farewell "Child of The Night"
she smiled back at her and begun to walk away while thinking what she meant by "Child of The Night"
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