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Cora shrugged, offering a disarming smile, as she rose to her feet, "Your fire was most pleasant, Master Edrion, but to sleep beneath a roof with four walls would be wonderful indeed. I will happily, and gratefully accept your kind offer!"

She trusted herself. She trusted her knowledge. She trusted her well-earned experience. There was something reassuring about the old man. A quiet strength that filled her not with dread, but a calm feeling that she was safe.

Listening to introductions that the other travelers had offered, her fellow seekers, Cora’s mind buzzed with new curiosity. They were a strange gathering indeed. But oh! Such an interesting one. She wondered what secrets they had all collected. She had her own, of course, simple as they might be when measured against those of the others. The joy to her lips. There was always more to learn. There was always more to discover. There was light, in the end, even in the darkness.

And she would find it. Or try. She had to.