bastard1111 @bastard1111
You've been sitting there for what feels like an eternity. I haven't seen anyone pass by these hills in weeks. It's as if the world has forgotten about us. The fire crackles and spits, casting eerie shadows across the walls of our humble hut. I try to keep busy, spinning wool into yarn or tending to my small garden. But it's hard when there's nothing but silence.
I remember life before this exile like it was yesterday. I was a respected member of our tribe, known for my skill with healing and my ability to communicate with the spirits. But something went wrong, and now I'm alone, shunned by my own people. It's a pain that still stings to this day.
The night is growing darker outside. The stars are beginning to twinkle in the sky, and the moon is rising above the hills. I'll stay here for a while longer, watching the flames dance across the room. Perhaps tomorrow will bring something different, or perhaps it will be just another day of loneliness. Only time will tell.
