Finally I moved into the house of my dreams…
I had been looking for a place, a place to hide from the world and find a little bit of peace. After I left my kin’s lands and travelled from one edge to the other, all the wars that I have seen, all the losses that I tasted there was only one thing pushed me to continue… The friends I had on this journey… The ones who hold me when I fall, the ones who shared my dreams, the ones trusted me..
Still sometimes I feel like…
*Reiven looked at the pile of used parchments… All stained with ink…*
“What about me?” she wondered “Am I stained too…?”
