Chapter 1.03
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Released on: March 3, 2017, 7:57 p.m.
Last edited: March 16, 2023, 6:43 p.m.
Book: The Wandering Inn (1)
Some honourable mentions
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| Erin Solstice | Erin thought about that for a moment. |
| Erin Solstice | After another hour, Erin decided to get up. Her body protested the movement, but her stomach overruled her legs. She got up and reluctantly stumbled out the door. |
| Erin Solstice | Her legs hurt. As she stepped outside, Erin felt at the back of her legs and winced. |
| Erin Solstice | She should wash those. If she had water. But since she didn’t and the wounds were already scabbed over, Erin left them and started walking. |
| Erin Solstice | It was a long, long walk back to the fruit trees. Erin was only glad she remembered where they were. She was even gladder that there weren’t any suspicious rocks along her route, but that only made her warier. Could they burrow? Were there grass crabs? |
| Erin Solstice | If there were, they didn’t seem interested in her at the moment. Erin found the strange, spindly trees easily and picked an armful of blue fruits. She was glad they were bountiful with the blue orbs, and gladder still the Goblins hadn’t stripped them bare. But it was a veritable orchard here, so she gathered as many as she could. |
| Erin Solstice | Erin sat and ate fourteen. It wasn’t that she was hungry so much as really thirsty. She sucked as much of the blue juice out of the fruits before gathering as many as she could carry and walked back to the inn. The seed cores she left where they lay. |
| Erin Solstice | Erin doubled back and grabbed two seed cores and placed them carefully on top of her stack of blue fruits. |
| Erin Solstice | Erin thought about that as she walked back over the sloping ground, taking care not to trip and break the seed cores. How would she make anything, anyways? |
| Erin Solstice | But now that she thought of it, Erin remembered the trees. |
| Erin Solstice | Frustrated, Erin kicked a tree and dodged another falling blue fruit. She added it to her armful and walked back to the inn. |
| Erin Solstice | The room was still a mess from last night’s fight. Erin set the fruits down on one table and started righting chairs and tables. |
| Erin Solstice | Her eyes fell on the knife she’d taken from one of them. Slowly, Erin’s legs folded up, and she sat on the dusty ground again. Then she sneezed. |
| Erin Solstice | Erin got down and began sweeping up the dust on the floor. It was difficult since she had to move all the tables and chairs out of the way, but it gave her something to do. She only had a small, dirty rag anyways after cutting the curtain into easier-to-use parts, so she was mainly doing it to think. Her mouth was terribly dry, but Erin started working. She had to focus. |
| Erin Solstice | Erin got down and began sweeping up the dust on the floor. It was difficult since she had to move all the tables and chairs out of the way, but it gave her something to do. She only had a small, dirty rag anyways after cutting the curtain into easier-to-use parts, so she was mainly doing it to think. Her mouth was terribly dry, but Erin started working. She had to focus. |
| Erin Solstice | Erin stared at the waves of dust as she scrubbed. |
| Erin Solstice | Erin thought about that. |
| Erin Solstice | Not that she was going to make a habit of that! Just Goblins. She could fight them off. Then Erin reconsidered again. |
| Erin Solstice | She’d have to remember to do that. Then she’d be forewarned and could hold them off or run; they didn’t seem as fast as she was. So she was reasonably safe from them? Erin bit her lip. |
| Erin Solstice | Erin stopped and put her face in her hands. She immediately regretted that decision. |
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