Missy woke up the next morning, remembering everything that had happened the other night. A lady from the tavern (Ava), and Othniel followed her to the barn, where she now laid. She had lead them to her mother, the one who had left her. Missy did not have a good concept of death. She didn't even know what it was until last night. She had always thought that her mother had just left her, and she had. But the ones that really left her were her brothers and sisters. Once their mother stop producing for them, they headed off into the woods, heading towards other towns. Missy was the only one to stay at the barn, until she got to the point where she was starving.
Missy had made her way into the town of Cork, and into one of the taverns. There had been lots of people there, and they were all kind to her. The barmaid got her food and drink, and Missy enjoyed the warm meal. She stayed there and played around, getting to know people. Everyone just about it, asked where she was from, and where her mother was, but all she could do was tell them that her mother had left her. And it was true. Though she had passed away, her mother did leave.
Today, Missy would just walk around town after taking a bath in the tavern's back room. She was a mess and she knew it. Covered in filth, mud, leaves. Her hair all knotted up. She did not sleep well last night. Ava and Othniel had buried her mother by the weeping willow tree, and so she had been completely alone. Just the warmth of her body and the straw and leaves that laid on the stall floor to keep her warm.
[OPEN] Wondering Around
Moderator: Community Team