More respites were necessary already? But of course, the work had been cut out for her. Perhaps if she'd checked in once in a while with the festival, she wouldn't feel as though she had to carry the burden alone. And yet the five minute walk that it would've taken her up to Taft was spent prowling the Town of Beginnings instead, looking for her alchemist friend's shop.
Payment at the counter, one chug of the liquid down her throat. The only sign she was ever here was the scatter of blue shards floating about in the space between the door and the shelves.
A few seconds passed, and th
