All Is Fair in Hate
"Where is the inn?" You ask, trying hard to recollect if you even remember an inn or anything at all.
"Where's the inn? Right here of course! I just don't see how it's possible for you to forget everything in a few weeks. Must be evil magic." Rella set down her knitting and looked up with large, glassy blue eyes. You would have thought she were blind if not for the fact she was scrutinizing every inch of you with those eyes.
"E-Evil magic... I hope not." Fright enters your tone and you tur away, afriad. Then again you furrow your brow and continue to rack your memory for some inkling of information.
"Not remembering anything is quite a predicament." Rella leaned back into her chair, sympathy flashing over her blue eyes.
"Where's the inn? Right here of course! I just don't see how it's possible for you to forget everything in a few weeks. Must be evil magic." Rella set down her knitting and looked up with large, glassy blue eyes. You would have thought she were blind if not for the fact she was scrutinizing every inch of you with those eyes.
"E-Evil magic... I hope not." Fright enters your tone and you tur away, afriad. Then again you furrow your brow and continue to rack your memory for some inkling of information.
"Not remembering anything is quite a predicament." Rella leaned back into her chair, sympathy flashing over her blue eyes.