She made her entrance a silent one, and moved herself to a vacant seat in the far back. A dark cloak and hood hid her features, only a stray wisp of blonde escaped.
She uncorked her canteen and took a long swallow. She'd have to refill while she was here. Months in the wild had left her mute with nary a soul to converse with save her horse. She ran the back of her hand over her mouth before allowing chocolate gaze to sweep over its inhabitants.
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Ad Astra Per Aspera (A rough road leads to the stars)
"Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens"
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