II — Sandstorm
Stepping outside this morning, the first person I ran into was the head of a small trade caravan. When I asked where he was headed, he replied that he was "delivering new feather beds to the palace." I shrugged and continued on toward the restaurant where I planned to have breakfast. Three soft-boiled eggs, a few croissants, some unfamiliar vegetables, and a cup of strong coffee — a great way to start a new day! Only... I didn't get to enjoy my meal in peaceful tranquility. While I was having breakfast, the sound of a shockwave echoed from somewhere far away, and soon bright flames and dark smoke began to appear from another part of the city. Rushing to the scene, I saw two charred bodies (
Небо and Фрагмент). They couldn't be identified, but judging by appearances, the second one had been a cripple even before the fire, so one could hope he simply found release from his earthly suffering. Soon I also learned that a third victim had been buried alive, which made me somewhat uneasy. That feeling only grew worse when I saw one of the women involved in identifying the victims spit on the first corpse for reasons known only to herself. Looking around and glancing back, I finally realized how deeply the incident had shaken the townsfolk: judging by the state of his body,
Злобный Ящур, though he survived, had sustained many injuries;
Вова Вист looked very dejected and didn't want to talk to anyone, while
Ple-Sen complained to the guards that someone wouldn't stop pestering him. Only
ToX seemed amused, as if he were taking pleasure in what had happened.
Deciding to return to my room and rest after all I'd witnessed, I happened to meet a traveling merchant. After discussing the day's events with him, he told me he was bringing some toys to the palace. I wished him luck and returned to the inn.
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