Day 81: Wolf's World, Stables Morning
Wolfram yawned and blinked several times. The boards under him were hard and he distinctly remembered going to sleep in Geika’s bed, even though Geika hadn’t been there. A familiar smell assaulted his nostrils. He felt dirty and disoriented. Where was he? He lifted his hand to rub at his faced and jolted upwards from what seemed like an explosion nearby. “Shinou’s balls...!” he gave a hoarse cry glanced around in confusion.
He was in the loft at the stables.
And he wasn’t alone.
He quickly reached towards the back of his head and sighed in relief when he felt the white ribbon. It hadn’t been a dream... but what was all that shouting? And it sounded like sword-fighting and had that been an explosion?
“Papa Wolfram!” someone cried out from the hatch leading down. It was Greta’s voice, “Papa Wolfram, I don’t care if I’m not supposed to be here or see you! We need you! Are you here today? Please be here today! Please be home!”
She started to climb up the ladder and chainmail clinked as she did.
He was in the loft at the stables.
And he wasn’t alone.
He quickly reached towards the back of his head and sighed in relief when he felt the white ribbon. It hadn’t been a dream... but what was all that shouting? And it sounded like sword-fighting and had that been an explosion?
“Papa Wolfram!” someone cried out from the hatch leading down. It was Greta’s voice, “Papa Wolfram, I don’t care if I’m not supposed to be here or see you! We need you! Are you here today? Please be here today! Please be home!”
She started to climb up the ladder and chainmail clinked as she did.