meimeii_

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.”

"Hiya there, lady!" I gleefully explaimed. I slip my hand into my pouch to find a banana. I threw it at the smelly old lady, "Catch!" I said. The lady hurriedly caught the banana that almost fell between her fingers. "Hey! Don't ye' just be throwing stuff at an old folk! "oops! Sorry lady! Gotta hurry up and go see my prince living in the mountains. I heard he has this golden alloy coloured-hair and broad shoulder! Sounds like a big catch! Better find him before any fair lady such as yourself get 'em before me!" I excitedly shared to the old lady. "I'll tell you my adventures to what my heart discovers. Maybe the next time I see you, I'm carrying a ring with me-obviously not the one that'll awaken some dark magic but a wodden ring made from narra trees given by this strong man" Glimmed with motivation and desires, I said my last goodbye to the old lady. "Well then, off I go!"