I have seriously been completely exhausted the past 5 or so days and it’s hindering my word count. I need to start sleeping more or something because this is just getting ridiculous. My word count is suffering!
Current Word Count: 11750
The village was called Trefalda. They has the strange problem of seeing apparitions of people who’d already passed away show up at random in the town. The ghosts would always come only to take things from them, though, saying they had forgotten it, and they would leave. After the people had gotten over the shock of their ead relatives coming back to visit and take their change purses and supplies from the pantry, they started to get a little suspicious of the whole matter.
Torana was travelling with Renald at the time, a young boy who had a lot to prove and no one to prove it to until Torana came along. He wanted to do everything his own way, so Torana had her work cut out for her keeping him out of trouble, even if he was more than old enough to be able to make it all on his own in the world. There were still more dangers out there than he would admit, not wanting to appear as less that completely competent.
The happened across the town for no particular reason. They had just slain the dragon, which wasn’t alive at all, and were looking for a nice quiet place to recover from that little misadventure for a while and Trefalda happened to be there. They went and stayed in the inn, but heard about the ghosts soon enough.
Renald wanted to go see what it was right away. Torana, tired from the journey, went to sleep while Renald decided to head out and try to find one of these ghosts. He did just that, finding a young girl trying to follow after her dead brother, who vanishes just as Renald got there. She told him that her brother had taken her money and she was very cross with him.
Renald tried to figure out what the ghost really was, his deductive reasoning skills, which consisted entirely of asking the little girl about the weird things she’d seen in town, and she told him about the men who had set up camp in the forest a little ways away. People had been going in and going missing. The girl even revealed that all the ghosts appearing were people who had died going into the forest.
And so, being Renald, he went right into the forest without going back to check with anyone, telling only the little girl who only knew that she was supposed to find the new woman staying at the inn and tell her where he’d gone. He hadn’t even told the girl what his name was. She just went home when he went to the forest.
Tags: background noise, nanowrimo, story
