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Tika Waylan straightened herback with a sigh. flexing her shoulders to ease her crampedmuscles. & e+ o) x: C2 y+ A E8 \& a' \, J
She tossed the soapy bar rag into the water pail and lanced around the empty room. * J: z; [# E. [8 s8 U. t
v2 Y1 `5 M; QIt was getting harder to keep up the old inn. There was a lotof love rubbed into the warm finish of the wood,
$ I. \* s$ @* pbut even loveand tallow couldn't hide the cracks and splits in the well-usedtables or prevent a customer from sitting on an occasionalsplinter. " g) `* h; B" k3 x: V
The Inn of the Last Home was not fancy, not like someshe'd heard about in Haven. It was comfortable.
% D" H. X$ n' ]" O9 Z4 Q' D; e) bThe living tree in which it was built wrapped its ancient arms around it lovingly, while the walls and fixtures were crafted around theboughs ; X1 I: D e+ d
of the tree with such care as to make it impossible to tell where nature's work left off and man's began. The bar seemed to ebb and flow like 1 S" j, k- G+ @
a polished wave around the living wood that supported it. The stained glass in the window panes cast welcoming flashes of vibrant color 7 n' j- p1 e2 k
across the room.Shadows were dwindling as noon approached. The Inn of the Last Home would soon be open for business.
0 N: P5 { Q' ?7 t F( p* ?Tika looked around and smiled in satisfaction. The tables were clean and polished. All she had left to do was sweep the floor. ( D! i2 x) @) {% }$ H
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She began to shove aside the heavy wooden benches, as Otik emerged from the kitchen, enveloped in fragrant steam. 9 J/ ?' {. w7 M9 A% r" M! ?2 R
"Should be another brisk day—for both the weather andbusiness," he said, squeezing his stout body behind the bar. Hebegan to set out mugs,
- q) @' T8 w |whistling cheerfully."I'd like the business cooler and the weather warmer,"
0 I# O! y$ q/ `$ e3 Y# _said Tika, tugging at a bench. "I walked my feet off yesterday and got little thanks and less tips! Such a gloomy crowd! Everybodynervous, 7 l3 E! i) a( _3 g9 H6 i
jumping at every sound. I dropped a mug last night and—I swear—Retark drew his sword!"
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