The Old Man
. P) j$ e6 r) n" LTika Waylan straightened herback with a sigh. flexing her shoulders to ease her crampedmuscles.
! D! |! Y/ ?# qShe tossed the soapy bar rag into the water pail and lanced around the empty room. 6 \9 H* H3 G- [' R0 U
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It was getting harder to keep up the old inn. There was a lotof love rubbed into the warm finish of the wood, ) c9 r6 U. a1 F* l
but even loveand tallow couldn't hide the cracks and splits in the well-usedtables or prevent a customer from sitting on an occasionalsplinter. 5 L# ]$ Y( P; c" l
The Inn of the Last Home was not fancy, not like someshe'd heard about in Haven. It was comfortable.
% \, y4 N& P- }% W9 tThe living tree in which it was built wrapped its ancient arms around it lovingly, while the walls and fixtures were crafted around theboughs
- s0 f) e0 J3 A" B& M A- x( W: g! ]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
7 O) w4 v" I# t8 e5 D( R: w! Ma polished wave around the living wood that supported it. The stained glass in the window panes cast welcoming flashes of vibrant color
2 K, A% M! ^& @. w3 Q# o& Iacross the room.Shadows were dwindling as noon approached. The Inn of the Last Home would soon be open for business.
5 m3 Y0 n. N6 Q6 y0 FTika looked around and smiled in satisfaction. The tables were clean and polished. All she had left to do was sweep the floor. 0 N9 n* X7 L" B5 V- c
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She began to shove aside the heavy wooden benches, as Otik emerged from the kitchen, enveloped in fragrant steam. % V! R/ T) u- w/ q
"Should be another brisk day—for both the weather andbusiness," he said, squeezing his stout body behind the bar. Hebegan to set out mugs,
; k9 G9 Q! f/ \ j4 `whistling cheerfully."I'd like the business cooler and the weather warmer," 7 Q; ?0 I' m4 |, i
said Tika, tugging at a bench. "I walked my feet off yesterday and got little thanks and less tips! Such a gloomy crowd! Everybodynervous, . i5 Q9 N( z/ C
jumping at every sound. I dropped a mug last night and—I swear—Retark drew his sword!"
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