Austin’s Point of View
I was walking on the streets of Clair de Lune without a direction, and my mind is still thinking of Feya. Why did she become like that out of nowhere? Is she really sick? That was the only explanation that I could come up. After all, she said that she was a bit tired and needed to rest. Come think of it, she said that she was thinking things but what are those things?
I stopped on my tracks and thought of the things she needed to think of, but I don’t really know what she needs to think. I furrowed my brows because of confusion and worry, and in the end, I went to continue my ‘walk’ around the village.
I wanted to go back to the direction of her house, to make sure that she is really alright, but then I am stopping myself because I thought that maybe she needed so
