Family

Memories came to Dru's head as she climbed the hill to the ruins where she had been sitting not too long ago. Such a lovely view it held. She could see essentially all of Bree from there, and beyond.

She smiled. This was likely the one place for her which only held decent memories.
Well. Except for that one time where Dav cornered her there, before she even truly knew him. He seemed to have a habit of finding her even when she didn't wish to be found.

I'm glad Mama doesn't hate me for doing what I think is best I met her for tea in the Combe and Wattle yesterday.  I heard that Papa was still preparing for some venture to look for relics again, its as if he doesn't miss me at all. Life goes on as always with or without me it would seem. I wonder if he will ever accept me again?

Sera stepped into the hovel of a room, with its broken windows and holes in the wall so deep that you could see through them to the street, that she and her mother called a home in Beggar's Alley.

"Mother? I'm back."

A middle aged woman with similar features, though they were somewhat worn and drawn, stood from her seat by the tub of murky water that served as a washbasin and her eyes lit up with excitement and love.

"Sera! Come here- Ah, wait let me dry my hands first-"

Hello, old friend! I haven't written to you for some time, have I? How have you been? Sitting in my saddlebags, gathering dust, I see.

I know it's been far too long, and perhaps you'd like to hear what I've been up to. No, not yet. I have more pressing concerns. But you know how I can be; how I tend to ramble, covering ideas from here, there, and everywhere in between. Maybe you'll catch snatches as I go.

I left early in the morning to return to my folks and pack. I spoke with them at length, to convince them that it was the right plan for me to go to Combe and look for work so that I could help them rebuild the house and the business. I think my mum felt safer knowing that I was not going on my own, but that Toby and Blake would come with me. My dad however wasn’t quite convinced that a girl like me should travel out of town in the company of two boy my own age.

Mum and dad have returned, I have spoken to them. They were devastated, but so happy that I was safe and unharmed (I didn’t mention the spider bite, I think it is much better now, Blake’s salve really helped!). They looked at the house, dad says it will require some amount of wood and a lot of scrubbing to get it back into a good condition. However, the most devastating news were the wooden shed that had burnt down. All our supplies are destroyed. We have nothing to work with and nothing to sell.

Admittedly, I didn’t sleep much… I was too worried about everything that has happened. I never thought things could change so quickly. Just yesterday morning I was upset there is not enough adventure in my life, and now I have a headache from thinking about how best to save my town.