As he worked, he could taste and smell her true scent more clearly now. She spoke something to most men who passed her which did not catch the stranger’s ears, but he guessed it must have been a grave insult, for most men spat upon her, laughed, or shouted. XXNX We would have purpose, and we would not sit and guard old ruins any longer. “There are many of us, but our numbers are not so great any more. I can pay. “What is it?” the girl asked, breaking him out of his reverie. Telling you has reminded me of how important my journey is, and reminded me that I am a stranger in a land which does not want me. I have never seen my home, only listened to the stories.”
“Tell me some of the stories.”
The Scale obliged.




















