Aya sleepily woke up in her cot, hardly wanting to get out from underneath the blankets because of the morning chill. At once she remembered the events of the previous day and hastily reached to feel the spot where she Destin had curled up to rest by her feet. To her disappointment there was just an empty space. She rubbed her eyes and got up, realising she'd gone to bed fully dressed. Well, there was hardly any point in changing her clothes now.
In her examination of the tent, one that had formed out of a habit to make sure no one ever tried to fix themselves up with poor medical knowledge, she noticed that some herbs had been touched. She felt safe to assume that it was Destin's doing and wondered where the boy had gotten too. He hasn't gone back already, has he?
In her examination of the tent, one that had formed out of a habit to make sure no one ever tried to fix themselves up with poor medical knowledge, she noticed that some herbs had been touched. She felt safe to assume that it was Destin's doing and wondered where the boy had gotten too. He hasn't gone back already, has he?