This is it, one step closer to freedom.

The prisoner was being escorted by two male guards along the grey and empty hallways of the isolation ward.






The chains on his hands and feet, and the footsteps of his guards as the remaining companions from his long journey

“

Nnh

-

Mmphm

... Pua-

ahh~”

Amelie yawned, rousing from her slumber. Laying on the floor layered with piles and piles of hay. Nothing felt wrong in the world; The barn creaked under the occasional gust of wind, slivers of light dancing on a tiny section of her wall above the saloon doo

In a nook in between mountains, lies the farm of

Dersquall

.






The farm was well known in the surrounding regions for the quality of its produce; The carrots were juicy, turnips colourful and potatoes plentiful.






The path leading up

“

Urgh

,

none

of

these



fit

on me

anymore

”

sighed