departure

Many a tear was shed the other night.

He came to me at the Pony, smiling, being his silly self. He ordered us a huge pot of stew and we ate. He seemed distant, like something wasn't right. I kept on asking him what was the matter. He didn't tell me.

And so, just like that, with no warning, no preparation, I left. Much has happened over the past few months... Too much perhaps. Still, I regret none of it. I never thought that it would be this hard for me to leave Bree... Even for such a small period. It's hard leaving behind people you love...

“When do you leave?”

A fair figure stood, her posture proud and hands clasped, as she waited patiently. Not far from her footing knelt another maiden, preparing rows of bundled rations.

“Orgaladhad...”

“So soon?”

“Indeed Naneth.”