Rainon, Part 2

The town and the forest

drew nearer with each step, and what appeared to be a normal village surrounded by normal trees bustled with midday activities. As a central hub of trade between the Fae and the humans, the village square looked a bit too full and too many carts crowded the grassy road. You weave through the crowd and see people from all over the region, and even one of the Fae. The olive skin and dark hair of one man from the industrial city, Yerl, made the vivid greenish white of the Fae man look alien. He looked like someone tried to replace his skin with dragonfly wings, and his long ears were tattooed with strange lettering. His eyes were too bright, and his passing glance over you made your spine tingle. Other than his humanoid stature, he didn't look human at all. 

Even though the crowd was diverse, everyone was staring at you. Nothing about you was different, except for the emblem embroidered on every piece of clothing you owned: an eye, lined in blue, encircled with the different elements mages manipulate. That made all the difference. You are grateful when the portly man at the door of the inn waves you down. He made a hasty bow as you drew near, and closed the inn door behind you. He looked like he hadn't been getting much sleep.

"Welcome, welcome. I am Mayor Elwood," he said, and made wild gestures to the young girls standing in a loose circle holding something to clean with or something dirty to appear busy. They gave up the pretense and took your things from you. He mopped his brow with a clean kerchief and said to the girls, "To the empty house up the road from the willow grove." He addresses you. "I trust your journey went well."

"It did, thank you," you say. "I'm looking forward to my stay in Crossroad Village. I hear your summer solstice festivities are the best for a hundred leagues."

He puffed up at the praise, and now his fatigue made sense. 

"You're just in time," he said. "If you had taken any longer, I feared bandits might have swiped you off the road. They're getting awfully bad, I tell you. I hear news of more bandits every day. In any case, you're here now, and the festivities begin the morning after next. Let us appeal to Mistress Lelan in the kitchens and find a bite to eat, shall we?"

Hello again,

and thank you for taking the time to delve a little deeper into Rainon, my fictional world. I'm practicing second-person writing (for fun mostly, I don't plan to use it anywhere else) and I'm fleshing out the world I created while attending Full Sail University. I have a lot of ideas for stories based in Rainon, and I want it to be as deep and comprehensive as it is in my head. Any feedback is welcome, and thank you again!

Danika