Chapter 9: I Had A Dream

A thought like this seemed to be too massive for an Acolyte, but I could not allow myself to think anything else, or I would be frozen in place like before and butchered in my tent.

I did not perform my usual morning routine of cleaning and grooming and careful preparation, though some part of me noted that the robe still needed straightening and the ashwood still needed the knots at the grip checked.

I went to my staff and picked it up and held it and felt the three charms settle.

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