Season of Spring, Day 19, 511 AV
Alenias had tried to live, like Siriana had told her Treanas would want, but it wasn't working. The emptiness inside of her had only grown, and it felt like it was eating away at her. It certainly looked like it. Her eyes were sunken and rimmed with dark from the poor sleep she had been having, and her movements were lethargic. She still wore the cloak from that night, and it was starting to show in the wear and dirt on it.
She couldn't take it anymore. She had to do something, and the only person she could think of to help her was Dervish. As she wandered through Ravok to find his home she clutched tightly in her hands the pouch that Siriana had given her that night. It not only contained most the shinnies Siriana had given her, but all the ones that had been Treanas'. Dervish had said he wanted shinnies, and so maybe with all of this he would help her.
Finally she found the building, at least she was sure it was, and after a little while nervously pacing back and forth outside of it she approached the door and knocked several times on it. She hoped Dervish would have her... if not him then she didn't know what to do.