Chapter XXXIX • Nicolaus
Ever since I left the central village, all that has been on my mind is looking for her.

I am distressed,

exhausted,

and beginning to feel like this long, long search for my beloved friend is becoming futile.

The look on Eustace’s face as he and the other victims were set alight has been burned into my mind, haunting me even while I sleep… A few nights ago, I screamed myself awake after seeing the skin on the frail boy's face melt away like a lit tallow candle, only to realize t’was all an awful dream, and I may or may not have disturbed some of the guests in the neighboring inn chambers. Wyatt was devastated when we watched him struggle amid the rising flames; I can only imagine how Maia would have felt if she saw him roast to death… Gods, it was terrible.

The Davidsons are terrible!

I am really wishing that Maia could end them off faster, but with the current situation, I’m more afraid for her and her life…

I do not even remember how long I’ve been travelling— going through Au
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