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-1I, Eternity
Bearings
LN made his way in any direction he chose. He realized that know he had no goals and no purpose and no clues. He sat down on a big rock. He knew he needed anything, something to do. Because one of these things, his mind told him, would lead to the other two. So he assigned himself a purpose: go North.
So he did. He felt a pull. He looked at the stars. Despite his urge to look, they seemed to do nothing. No new flashbacks. Although, after the ferocity of the last one, he wasn't sure if he was ready to have another.
It was quite a walk north, but eventually he found himself approaching a large city. It looked Imperial, but already it seemed to have the flair of Hammerfell, the rounded architecture gleamed in the moonlight. Under this full moon LN leapt the walls of Sutch.
He felt it coming. For now, he beat it back. Now was not the time. He needed to find somewhere to stay.
He walked up to an inn. It was quiet and dim inside. He called out. An old man hobbled in.
"Oh, you again, after twenty years!"
LN made a nod, pretending to remember.
"What happened to that woman?" the old man asked.
"Not sure. We had a bit of a falling-out." LN said. Something told him it wasn't completely a lie.
"Well, what can you do, right?" The old man said. "damn, sir, you haven't aged a day."
"Well, like you said, 'what can you do?'" LN replied, with a grin.
"Good to see you're sense is still there, too. Usual room?" The old man asked.
"Actually, I feel like a bit of variety. Anything else?" LN said, not knowing where "the usual" was.
"Actually, we do. Business has sagged since last time. Room five is pretty nice, and none too expensive. Fifth door on the second floor. I'll assume your usual two-day stay is in order sir?"
"Yeah. I've been traveling a lot recently, so I'm gonna want some privacy."
"No problem, sir. Anything for your help with those monsters last time."
LN nodded and walked off to his room. After securing the windows against the light, he lay down to sleep, knowing full well that the worst torture of his remembered life was about to be visited on him again.
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