We are in a dirty, old, but comfy town. It’s small but has everything’s it needs to be busy. Evelyn and I are enjoying some breakfast from the tavern. She is quietly eating her food, while I’m sipping some coffee, watching the children play. After a while, Evelyn finishes her food. Evelyn:” In a serious tone. Alright, let’s go.” She gets up.
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