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[Sable Reeth]

88th of Fall, 513 AV
Midday, Northern Quarter of Nyka

Sable watched the people busying themselves for the day with unadulterated interest. She observed how some greeted each other and others gave curt answers and annoyed glares; how everyone parted quickly when a monk was passing through; how, sometimes, a woman would lightly rest her hand on a man’s forearm and smile at him dazzlingly – all of it imbued Sable with awe and, unfortunately, jealousy. She wanted to greet people, part for a monk, and touch a man’s forearm. She wanted to interact with them, to experience a little human contact.

When a man came to close to her hiding spot, she quickly cowered, covering her head with her hands in hopes she wouldn’t be seen. Her veins ran cold and her heart began beating too fast to be normal. When he passed without a second glance at her, she unfurled and glanced around hastily. A hand immediately rested on her palpitating heart, and she struggled to control her breathing.

“He was so close.” Sable whispered in wonder and apprehension.