Chapter XXI • Severin
Figuring out how this rock-like… thing… will be useful in creating a seal of protection is giving me a headache. This hardened clump of bluish-grey mud with an odd band made of sinew protruding out of it… What is it?

Why is it like this?

I’ve no idea what to do with this!

Do I hang it around my neck? No, the band is too small, it weighs too much to be hung, and it is far too big to be kept hidden…

What the hells should be done with this?!

“Mayhap you should rest before continuing to lour at that rock, Severin,” the brunette seated right behind me states, hearing her continuously scribble something on the spare papers I’ve given her upon our return. “You seem like you are about to slay someone. Pray thee, don’t let your murderous intent out on me.”

I whirl around, slightly affronted. The sight of Maia’s focused look and damp, unbraided hair astonishes me, and makes me look away almost instantly. I cannot allow myself to be distracted right now.

“H-how is your writing going?” I a
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