Traverse to Ursa.

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Miu bowed. She smiled and twirled her parasol. She looked at the family of four; soon to be five. She turned away to cover her face so they wouldn't see her tear up. "Thank you. Words cannot express how grateful I am to you all. If I ever return, I will make it my duty to visit you.", she said to them, managing between her depressing and will to move foward. She wanted to relieve herself of such an awful and outlandish country as quickly as possible. But did she have a destination? Of course she did. The innkeeper was kind enough to let her see a map and plan her route, even recommending where she go. She twirled her parasol for them again.

"You take care. There are some bad people out there. You should move quickly if you're heading to the location I suggested.", the gruff and tough voice of the innkeeper called out to the girl as she walked away. He looked like he was going to join his family in crying, but managed to stay strong. Miu could hear him ushing his family back inside and complaining that they had work to do. She smiled and began to hum a once jolly tune. Familair was the noises escaping her lips.

"Lollipop lollipop oh lolli-lolli-lolli lollipop!", she managed to say only after leaving the small town she had stayed in. She had clear travels ahead in her mind, and felt secure that nothing would entirely go wrong this time. The small gusts of wind she felt, made her look back at the rustic town she abandoned. She would truely feel grateful to the people there. She relished at the thought of meeting kinder people, especially men like that. Perhaps men that were a little rough in their attitudes and mannerisms. But she refused to acheknowledge the other travelers on the road. Ants, she thought as a few would say a jolly hello to her. She often twirled her parasol and smiled, tilting her head slightly.

Her thoughts, tangled messes between erotic and sensual ideals, fantasies she might never have. Another, cynicaland erratic, like placing an iron into a women's face. Thirdly, a peaceful walk along a calming forest. None of these compared to how average and plain the quite boring rice field, animal-less trees, and speechless inhuman monsters near her. She kept to herself, as those who sneered remarks about her passed by. She would twirl her parasol in disgust as she continued to focus on humming. It was her only muse as she walked.