Right after breakfast, Lil and Miril went off to start the preparations for the daily ritual. Bashinoir looked forward to when he could return to the forest, walk the paths of the island, stroll along the seashore. He missed the smells and sight of that immense body of water almost as much as the comfort of Lil's warm body underneath the sheets.I'll be alone. Where I used to spend time with my friends and the other workers, now I'll visit all alone.He headed towards the front door of the Temple and, after opening it, took a deep breath of the brisk air that whipped against his face. It was a beautiful, bright day. Rays of sunshine filtered through the trees of the forest, bouncing off the dazzling stretch of snow that covered the large square in front of the Temple.There wasn't a single trace of the cadavers or stone shards.Bashinoir went down the front staircase, stopping once again to gulp down the fresh air. He instinctively turned Northwest, towards the village, but decided instead to head East.
