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2013-04-05 03:59 am (UTC)
If she could climb like the boy who helped her up to the roof the other day -- but she can't, not by herself.
She clutches a length of half-rotten sacking around her head and shoulders, for what little concealment it'll offer, and edges toward the doorway into the common room.
Five steps. It's five steps to the front door, and the main road, and if she can get from there to the woods then she has a chance of staying hidden. And then she can ... well, follow the road to the next town.
Kaya swallows hard, and clenches her grimy fists, and takes one last look at the room before she moves.
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