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OLD - Week 1 Day 7 Evening

Week 1
Day 7
Evening


Everyone sat around the fire, staring into it their expressions grave. Ellyn had tried arguing a rescue out of them but Julian said that the risk was too great and Seth would understand. The look that Seth had given still haunted her. They had made their way back to the building, without being spotted but decided to not stick around. Acorn was exited at their return but had kept looking in their group for Seth, Ellyn tried to tell him that Seth wasn’t there, but either he didn’t understand or didn’t care, he sat on her shoulder and kept looking for him. Ellyn had barely eaten anything, she had no appetite for anything, she just sat staring into the fire, trying to think of a way around the problems, but she just didn’t know where he would be or even how they could get there, they had the cart but only Julian knew how to operate it at a basic level so it wouldn’t be much good for longer journeys. They had set out with the setting sun, moving away from the way Seth and Ellyn had come the night before. When there was no surrounding light, and nothing could be seen. Julian announced that they would stop there for the night. With this the group disembarked and started to set up and gather wood. Once the fire was lit Dahveed tried to make them all eat something but no-one was hungry. Every so often someone would try and strike up conversation, but it would only last a couple of sentences. The other members of the Royal Syndicate had understood their wish to move on and had supplied them with some supplies. In the end the group gave up on communicating and they all went to sleep one by one. No-one bothering to keep watch, after all they had Acorn who preferred the night anyway. Ellyn stayed up last replaying the images of earlier in her head, trying to think of something she could have done differently, something she could have done to save Seth. She lay down and eventually the depths of sleep claimed her with nightmares of what could be happening to Seth right now, clouding her mind.
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