*walks beside you, hand in hand down the canal, enjoying the quiet ambiance of the late winter night, as a light blanket of snow, starts to coat the area in white.*
The two of you walk past an old stand, behind the booth stands an older man slightly plump with a small fire contained in a steel pot, upon the fire rests a small metal platform holding a Kettle.
> *nudges your shoulder with his, smiling* You could never burden me.
@Gale (<@!174680819565068288>) - [jump]()
*chuckles a little* Oh, you're only saying that...
No really, You've always done so much for others. Myself included, Anything I can do to repay that kindness isn't a burden it's an opportunity. One I anticipate with great regard.
*she sighs* More than anything...All the bad memories here. I just...Need to get away for a while....Really take time to recover from years of torture and abuse....
There's an old cabin, belonged to an old friend who passed a while ago. He told me should I ever need it, it would be available. We can go there for a while, as long as you like. I have nowhere else to be.
Don't want to wait till morning, say goodbye to some of your friends first? You leave in the middle of the night, nobody knows where you are, or what happened?
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