24. Village in the North

Edgar looked up into the sky and looked out at the stars scattered all over ortania's sky. No clouds, no eerie sparks. There's only hope tonight. There's a lot of hope, but Edgar only has one.

For tonight, somehow he feels like he's a lost little boy. He longed for home when he himself was in this familiar place.

There were so many minds tonight that encircled his head, docked like he never knew which way to the end of the voyage. "It shouldn't be like this." He said slowly with his swept gaze staring at the city out there, like an empty building with rows of polished fireflies.

But somehow a piece of work information from a piece of paper that he saw in the main chamber of the guild got himself back to thinking about that village.

Edgar reached into his pocket, and it was there. He's kept it on purpose ever since Lillyth told him about that one. Edgar had also noticed the ads on a piece of paper in his hand with a rather large Ruby.

Edgar drew his long breath. Cold air filled his che