Alister and I sat in the corner of the main room on the pile of clothes Alister had set up. I leaned my head on his shoulder, feeling weak. The sudden fever had gone down, and the cold sweat only lasted a few moments.
"Should we be moving these things around?" Maven asked as he set down the piles of papers on the room floor.
"Doesn't seem like anyone is living here anymore. The storm doesn't seem to be lifting any time soon, so we might as well look around." Karmon said as he followed Maven.
The other two stood at the side before deciding to help bring everything that was hidden in the wall to the main room.
I pulled out the paper that was hiding the dagger and started reading.
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Written for the one who is lost. May you find your way back home.
The year is ****: I can hear Mother's coughs from my room. They keep me up at night. I shouldn't tell her anything. I can't.
