She didn't like this. She didn't like this at all. She still didn't really understand how she'd even gotten there - one minute she'd been cleaning graves and the next, she'd been staring at a tree that seemed to scream back at her - and there was no way to leave that she'd found. The stairs were visible but blocked. Why were they trapped here?
She'd already gotten more practice than she cared to fighting one-handed
At least being in the tower for a year meant that she was used to being hungry, by now, and the gnawing in her stomach was merely a minor distraction rather than debilitating. Far moreso was the fog, which at least didn't seem to be like that other fog from a few days ago, though it still made her wish she had the glasses Teddie had given her.
She'd managed to find a bit of peace from the Tower's monsters, curled up under a tree with her arms wrapped protectively around her knees. She could probably use some company, glancing around at anybody that happened to be nearby, but if she went looking for any others she knew she might run into monsters as well and she was too tired to deal with them at the moment.
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She'd already gotten more practice than she cared to fighting one-handed
At least being in the tower for a year meant that she was used to being hungry, by now, and the gnawing in her stomach was merely a minor distraction rather than debilitating. Far moreso was the fog, which at least didn't seem to be like that other fog from a few days ago, though it still made her wish she had the glasses Teddie had given her.
She'd managed to find a bit of peace from the Tower's monsters, curled up under a tree with her arms wrapped protectively around her knees. She could probably use some company, glancing around at anybody that happened to be nearby, but if she went looking for any others she knew she might run into monsters as well and she was too tired to deal with them at the moment.