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It was an evening at the Nook, though the moon was already out, feeling like a winter night. Parli was lying on the wooden floor of one of the rooms that would be normally used for lounging and participating in social activities but was now a shelter for Wyngro who lost their home during the Deelagun attack. This place, that was once home to her, now felt ... dreary.

Balwin sneaked from his room down the stairs. "Hey." , he says with a for him unusual soft voice. "Oh, hello.", Parli replies to her nephew. He steps closer and lies down next to her. "Did something happen, did you have a nightmare?", Parli asks surprised to see the usually so energetic troublemaker being so silent. "No... I wouldn't be scared by a nightmare", he pauses, "Can we go for a walk? It gets boring being inside all day.". "Al, it isn't safe outside, there are still Spites left and... Gros are getting sick.", the worry in her voice was clear. "I know, I heard about Wynglings that had to leave the Nook and ... other rumours.", he doesn't know if he wants to say it out loud, "But it will get better soon, right?". Parli stays quiet, Al is waiting for an answer, any answer. "I'm sure it will.", she assures him with a breaking voice.

Parli avoids eye-contact, still thinking if she believes that. "When everything goes back to normal, will you move out again?", "I don't know.". What is she going to do? Suddenly losing all she had and worked for weeks, she was finally ready to build herself a new home just for it all to be turned into shreds again by those monsters on this night, on this dreadful night when - "Are you alright?" he interrupts her thought and just now she realized the tears that started to rise in the corner of her eye. "Y-yes,-" she says hearing her own voice trembling a bit "I'm fine. I'm sure everything will turn out fine in the end. We can go on a nice walk through the winter snow and I will find a nice place to stay and you can visit me anytime."

"It's already late, maybe you should go back back to your room and sleep for the night."
"And tomorow?"

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Oh jeez, I'm not a writer. But hope the little story is kinda nice.

Edit: The first part was cut out for some reason - sorry

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Description

It was an evening at the Nook, though the moon was already out, feeling like a winter night. Parli was lying on the wooden floor of one of the rooms that would be normally used for lounging and participating in social activities but was now a shelter for Wyngro who lost their home during the Deelagun attack. This place, that was once home to her, now felt ... dreary.

Balwin sneaked from his room down the stairs. "Hey." , he says with a for him unusual soft voice. "Oh, hello.", Parli replies to her nephew. He steps closer and lies down next to her. "Did something happen, did you have a nightmare?", Parli asks surprised to see the usually so energetic troublemaker being so silent. "No... I wouldn't be scared by a nightmare", he pauses, "Can we go for a walk? It gets boring being inside all day.". "Al, it isn't safe outside, there are still Spites left and... Gros are getting sick.", the worry in her voice was clear. "I know, I heard about Wynglings that had to leave the Nook and ... other rumours.", he doesn't know if he wants to say it out loud, "But it will get better soon, right?". Parli stays quiet, Al is waiting for an answer, any answer. "I'm sure it will.", she assures him with a breaking voice.

Parli avoids eye-contact, still thinking if she believes that. "When everything goes back to normal, will you move out again?", "I don't know.". What is she going to do? Suddenly losing all she had and worked for weeks, she was finally ready to build herself a new home just for it all to be turned into shreds again by those monsters on this night, on this dreadful night when - "Are you alright?" he interrupts her thought and just now she realized the tears that started to rise in the corner of her eye. "Y-yes,-" she says hearing her own voice trembling a bit "I'm fine. I'm sure everything will turn out fine in the end. We can go on a nice walk through the winter snow and I will find a nice place to stay and you can visit me anytime."

"It's already late, maybe you should go back back to your room and sleep for the night."
"And tomorow?"

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Oh jeez, I'm not a writer. But hope the little story is kinda nice.

Edit: The first part was cut out for some reason - sorry

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