Location [Kova's Well]Mystic of the Well (Accolade)

[Alisha]

54th of Spring, 513AV 3Bells in the Morning Wide awake, Alisha gone outside of her comfort zone and walked a few. She raised up her chin looking for stars though apparently there was only one of them, the brightest. The dark bluish skies were as deep as her. If you wanted to go to a place where there's no confusion look into the ceiling. What was the problem anyways? Life was hard for her, she was weak and useless. You can't escaped the past. She knew it very well. The pain was solid. The reason or the source was a loved one. She was mad at her. If only she got the ability to flee the city, she'll probably do so. She knew what she's acting was wrong. Who cares? No one, she got none. With her arms wrapping both of her knees in a fetus position, she sat resting her spines next to a stone structure. "Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm..." Humming a melodious ballad that was pleasing to the ear, slightly it got a ghostly touch of a wailing lady. Whomever did listened might be in loved, intimidate and be relaxed. Suddenly, she rose from her sit. Aware that she sat on dirt, the bare street flooring. Too late, a brown filthy substance but not a stool stick at the edge of her cloak. Hapless it was. Maybe, it was one of the consequence of being a maudlin. She rotated her gaze and observed what do. After awhile she noticed that she was near a well. She never encountered a well before. Was it a wishing well or a well for drinking water, she pondered. She didn't saw this well ever since. Granny Red failed to mentioned in her stories a well inside the city. Shall she get some water to remove the strains out of her cloak? What if that was forbidden to do? Shall she otherwise, throw a coin in this well? What if that was forbidden too? Would it pollute the water, turn it to toxic if she'll to throw a single piece of a gold coin? Alisha placed her palms on the opening of the well and felt the carvings of it.