I kneel beside a stream, washing my cloak, the water turning a dark red. Blood had gotten on my cloak, hands, and face, staining them red. While I was washing my cloak, I began to form a plan. Besides the signature "Calamint," there had been a symbol, a four-pointed star. I would simply go into town, find an inn, sleep until nighttime, and search the town for a building with a four-pointed star on the door. I will then kill anyone inside the building and leave, again under the cover of night.331Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl5I3MMhkQB
"So, it's settled," I wring my cloak out, getting rid of the water, and put it back on, drawing the hood over my face. I set off for the nearest town.331Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Bc68qROqu
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I enter the town, and beeline for the nearest inn, stepping inside. The innkeeper looks up as I walk up to the counter.
"I want a room." She blinks and nods, holding out her hand. I drop a coin into her hand, and she studies mine, saying nothing as I turn, and head for the rooms. I enter one of the rooms, walk towards the bed, and collapse onto it. I'm asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow, my dreams bloody and dark. 331Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6bDjstpMcg
