Hiramekii

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.”

expecting the shelter to be empty, he felt his stomach drop to ground. only to pick it back up once he realised fragile figure infront greeted him with warmth. ''hard to believe a nobody made you wait here..you sure i am the one?'' with a silent chuckle he stumbled inside the tent and took a seat front of her. after a small attempt of trying to sweep of the dust on his coat, he met her gaze with curious eyes, trying to read her face. ''well, the one or not since im already here 'guess we can chat...'' awkwardly, his eyes checked around the tent. humble light the candles reflecting of the tent made him comfortable. ''unfortunately i dont have a story to tell since... it just started.'' leaned forward with a determined smile. 

''i'm just a boy who's too stubburn to sit in one place. 'was to insistent to see around the world with my own eyes instead of seeing thru stories.'' a shine could be seen on his face while he talked freely. ''dad always told me to put my ass down to the comfort our house and live as an ordinary carpenter after him. but it did not cut it for me.'' slowly shaked his head with a disagreeing motion. ''i finally got bored from all the nagging about the dangerous parts of seeing the world so i jumped right into it.'' right after this sentence, confidence on his face dropped. he took a quick glance at his battered clothes with an unpleasant smile. 'well perhaps i shouldn't have jumped too hard.''