"Can I stay…for…a few weeks?" Zayn asked weekly while struggling to remain standing in front of an inconspicuous cottage.
He was not actually sure how much time had passed but it was a huge struggle for Zayn to walk through the wilderness until he finally found a village.
The village was one of the few small villages that he didn't want to destroy by running through them when the Undead were pursuing him. He had taken a big detour to save the village from needless harm and he was glad that he had done it. The atmosphere of the village was much better than expected. It was bustling, people were working hard to maintain their standard of living and businesses, and they were gossiping freely. Everyone knew each other and the strong bond of the community could be clearly sensed.
