Apparently my childhood was sorely lacking, and it’s coming back to bite me.
I know I shouldn’t have stolen food, but we were hungry, and I figured what harm is some apple sauce? I’d even leave some gold to pay for it. Instead it knocked me out for a while.
Perhaps that was why I didn’t get anything but advice from the blue fairy. Mireya got a sword, Rowan didn’t get a bow and the like. I got told courage is… something. I was dozy from waking up, and not paying enough attention, apparently. Something else coming back to bite me.
At least we were given the some directions to follow. Unfortunately, we each had a separate path to take. I was told by a sign not to leave mine, and if it wasn’t for the fact we were told we couldn’t take anything out of the book with us, and anything we left behind would stay with us, I’d have been sorely tempted. As it stands I lost my blanket. There were piles of gold, jewels and other treasures just out of reach, and in trying to use my blanket to pull some closer I accidentally let it go, and it fluttered to sit on the pile.
However, that wasn’t the worst part. Caldwrath was on the path. I thought we’d destroyed him, but maybe not? Is he here as he’s part of the book, or did we not get rid of him properly? If it was just something dredged from my imagination, why now? Given everything else we’ve faced he’s been pushed back into my memory, a terrifying face amongst others.
I lost my bag of flour trying to get past him, hoping to blind him, as I dove between his legs, only to find out he wasn’t there at all. Or at least, he wasn’t able to be touched.
Insult to injury, when I walked back past my blanket there was a bag of flour on the treasure trove now, too.
I’m truly starting to hate this place.