The new month was already a couple of days old, when Eren decided that he should finally go to the tent, that is again build up at the center of Penance. It was somehow good to see, that every montht this tent would appear there and contain a new surprise for the citizens.
While he made his way into the city, Eren wondered what the ruler of the city had in store for them this time.
When the young man entered the tent, he saw the familiar tables filled with food and water, along with the table where the letters where waiting for get picked up. Eren headed straight to the table. It didn't took him long to find the letter addressed to him.
This time he opened it right on the spot. It was nothing new to receive such a letter and there was no need to read it somewhere in a corner of the tent. A short moment he felt strangely proud of himself, since the last time he had searched for a deserted corner in the tent to read his letter.
The bottle he was holding in his hand was oddly beautiful, just like the colorful vials he remembered, but once again the liquid inside wasn't beautiful at all.
It was a tempting option to pass this bottle to someone else, but who would be so eager and take it? Unless you are maybe into receiving awful surprises or want to suffer a lot for what you have done in your past life. Eren wasn't sure if he could manage to talk another citizen into taking his bottle. But who said, that he couldn't disguise it?
While walking away from the table with the bottles and unread letters and forward to the tables with food and water, Eren was struggling between drinking the content from the bottle right on the spot or save it for later. Maybe one day you will end in a situation where you might need it. Sure, it seems odd on the first sign but you know that from your life as soldier: wounds can save you. So, what if this bottle might save you?
It was an interesting thought that had now occupied his mind. Therefore he stuffed the bottle into the inside pocket of his jacket, and looked over the offered supplies. Suddenly he heard a familiar voice, distracting him from his thoughts.
He turned around. "Hello my dear friend. Everything's alright?"
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The new month was already a couple of days old, when Eren decided that he should finally go to the tent, that is again build up at the center of Penance. It was somehow good to see, that every montht this tent would appear there and contain a new surprise for the citizens.
While he made his way into the city, Eren wondered what the ruler of the city had in store for them this time.
When the young man entered the tent, he saw the familiar tables filled with food and water, along with the table where the letters where waiting for get picked up.
Eren headed straight to the table. It didn't took him long to find the letter addressed to him.
This time he opened it right on the spot. It was nothing new to receive such a letter and there was no need to read it somewhere in a corner of the tent. A short moment he felt strangely proud of himself, since the last time he had searched for a deserted corner in the tent to read his letter.
The bottle he was holding in his hand was oddly beautiful, just like the colorful vials he remembered, but once again the liquid inside wasn't beautiful at all.
It was a tempting option to pass this bottle to someone else, but who would be so eager and take it? Unless you are maybe into receiving awful surprises or want to suffer a lot for what you have done in your past life. Eren wasn't sure if he could manage to talk another citizen into taking his bottle. But who said, that he couldn't disguise it?
While walking away from the table with the bottles and unread letters and forward to the tables with food and water, Eren was struggling between drinking the content from the bottle right on the spot or save it for later. Maybe one day you will end in a situation where you might need it. Sure, it seems odd on the first sign but you know that from your life as soldier: wounds can save you. So, what if this bottle might save you?
It was an interesting thought that had now occupied his mind. Therefore he stuffed the bottle into the inside pocket of his jacket, and looked over the offered supplies. Suddenly he heard a familiar voice, distracting him from his thoughts.
He turned around. "Hello my dear friend. Everything's alright?"