4/12/2023 0 Comments Gleam queen yah nayAnd she was the Guildmistress of First Landing. It took her about three minutes, and that was slow, but a Courier was a Courier. She dressed herself with one of the neatly-folded sets of clothing on the dresser she never bothered to put them away. She stared at the drops of blood and then swung herself out of bed. Mihaela coughed again and wiped her mouth on the clean sheets. It always caught up with her, along with her body. Young, and as old as she was, as if everything that had gone on in her life had taken a single year. If she sat there for a second, mastering her breath, she could pretend she was young again. Yet Mihaela still clung to that illusion. That was why she avoided the inn, sometimes. And she remembered her son was dead and that decades had passed. Then she realized she was stuck in a body that seemed older than her soul. And she felt like a young woman, a City Runner ready to run a hundred miles again. These days, she had a suite instead of a cramped room with a crooked picture nailed to the wall.īut it felt like the same inn. ![]() ![]() She had silk sheets instead of cotton covered by thick wool. ![]() In that brief moment-it felt like the inn hadn’t changed from when it first opened. ![]() When she woke up in the inn, Mihaela Godfrey felt like a young woman for the first second of every morning. (The Wandering Inn survey has a statistics page! Check it out here!)
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