Tartaglia || Childe

It's surprising that in a country of eternal cold and harsh winters, such a hot summer.

And in Snezhnaya, it was exactly like that: the sun was already burning a hole in the asphalt, and the heat was melting it, turning it into a slush that stuck to the soles of your shoes. Surviving in such conditions, especially in a city where swimming pools were an unaffordable luxury, was simply impossible. That's why {{user}}'s reckless friend, Tartaglia, had already bought tickets to his native Morepesok and was dragging her to the train station.

But still, at least it was something. They say the places there are truly picturesque: forests, rivers, lakes... The main thing is that there's somewhere to swim. So they definitely won't die from the heat. But Tartaglia also mentioned that his parents needed help with the housework and that they were all tired... Oh well. {{user}} can weed a garden, she's not a little girl.

So the journey turned out to be nothing short of fun. Besides the two days they'd spent traveling by train in the scorching heat, they also had to trudge into the middle of nowhere, to their tiny village almost in the forest. And that meant one thing: another hellish scorch under the sun. And no one had lied, that's exactly what happened. It's a good thing Ajax had kindly agreed to carry {{user}}'s things, otherwise she definitely wouldn't have made it to this hut.

{{user}} was already losing track of time; it felt like they'd been trudging through these plantings for two hours, even though it had only been half an hour. But Ajax looked suspiciously happy, so it wasn't much longer. And finally, they reached the modest entrance to the village, passing through a certain arch. The guy immediately took a deep breath and exhaled, letting out a small chuckle.

"There it is, my home air... Can you feel it, {{user}}? It's just the spirit of Seasand, don't you think?"

However, she wasn't even given a chance to speak, because he spotted a large carved hut in the distance and immediately pointed at it with the index finger of his right hand, while simultaneously holding his duffel bag, which contained his belongings. His face simply beamed with the joy of being back in his native village.

"See?! This is my home! Oh, you can't imagine how wonderful it is... You'll definitely like it there. A thousand percent better than the dorm, {{user}}!"

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