We arrived in a small coastal town, after traveling for nearly a half day.
The sun was setting again and the ship bound for Andover was departing in the morning.
I was still full of vigor and duty from the previous night,
yet I was still longing for respite.
The events of Salem had just now begun to sink in,
allowing the full range of emotions to assault me.
The adrenaline had abandoned me...
I was exhausted and burdened,
yet full of purpose.
Zipp and I made our way to the Demon Hunter guild.
The markets, trolleys and people filled the streets,
A stark difference from the devastation of Salem.
I was so very tired…
yet sleep would not come easily