6. Farren
Farren
A fter I spent a short time studying my map, I took off in the direction of the circle immediately. Time was of the essence, I would have no way of knowing when the darkness would encroach on me once more. And ever since I was forced to flee Jocelyn, one of the closest people I could have had the honor of calling a friend, the shadows had started closing in tighter.
There was no time to lose. I had to figure out why the spirits wanted me to go to these exact locations.
Although, exact may be a bit of an understatement.
The circle led me to a long abandoned town. Once I arrived there, I had no clue what I was to be looking for. But I had hoped that it would become obvious if I looked around long enough.
Unfortunately, that did not end up being the case. I carefully searched as many of the buildings as I could, to no avail. There was nothing left in this town but dust and cobwebs. It was almost how I imagined the areas ravaged by the darkness looked after I moved on.
Was that perhaps what I was sent here to learn? The cost my curse brought to others?
If that was the case, consider the lesson learned.
Just as nature had begun to reclaim this lost village, so too did my curse “purify” the world behind me to return the land to its natural state.
So did that mean the answer was that I should just stop fighting my fate and let the shadows consume me?
But why did the vision send me the location of three other spots?
I sighed as my thoughts spiraled while I wandered towards the final building located in the town proper.
It stood just as weathered and worn as the rest of the town, the wood showed its age but still appeared steady enough to be a shelter. At least long enough for me to rest up enough to head towards the next circle on my map.
So, with tired, heavy steps, I headed into the building labeled “cannery” in faded paint with hopes that I could sleep a little.
Luckily there was an office located against a far wall that looked to be in usable condition, complete with a door that could still be closed and locked.
Once I was locked into my little room, I laid out my bedroll and slipped into a light if fitful sleep. Hopefully, my sleep would either be filled with blissful nothingness or a more insightful vision as to what I should be looking for at each of my destined locations.