Meta Ruins of Myvolia

Alma - The old mill

Chin up

Alma considers the now refuges around him… he is at a loss. What can he do to help them, he’s lucky to be standing himself. Alma has never felt so weak and tired, but he will not rest until he has done what he can. He gives his bedroll to the eldest female survivor, his winter blanket to the mother with the infant. He breaks out several dry rations for the people to share, and gives a young lad his bucket to get water from the creek. Everywhere he goes he whispers quiet words of condolences and encouragement. Alma isn’t sure if he believes anything he is saying, but he puts on a brave face and says it anyways.

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