She shuffled into Bree, the streets were dark and it was the stroke of Midnight.
No one would remember me, she thought.
None.
After all.. I was only a street rat.
There are several of them in this town.
Her stomach ached and her legs were trembling.
Tears fell down her face and the search had failed.
It was a bad idea to go alone.
Where had she been all this time?
That is for her to know and others to find out.
