wisp
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Derya packed in a hustle. Everything that she could stuff into the tiny pack, she did. She needed to be at the docks and she needed to be there soon. With Crow leaving, this felt like the right move. He'd be back. And she would too, perhaps. Eventually. He'd understand.
Slipping out of her room, Derya bounced down the stairs and waved to the innkeeper. She hadn't heard from home in months and months. It was time to go back. The Valdenhold grinned and whistled a sea-shanty as she sauntered toward the docks, hoping to catch a ship south.
Slipping out of her room, Derya bounced down the stairs and waved to the innkeeper. She hadn't heard from home in months and months. It was time to go back. The Valdenhold grinned and whistled a sea-shanty as she sauntered toward the docks, hoping to catch a ship south.