RegnoArt

No matter how well you keep a secret, it will always be unraveled. Each time I make a visit to the market, take a stroll through the park, or go to study in the library, none are without hearing at least once of that incident from one week ago. I take it that the thief has confessed to his crime and, in doing so, has revealed the news about the gryphon who had come to my rescue. The only thing I feel safe about is that no one knows it was actually me who was there. What everyone does know, however, is their own fear of gryphons. My village’s paranoia has seemed to grow even more now that one has been encountered nearby, the first in a long time. Talk has been going around of the district’s best hunters gathering to flush them out and end the terror. I do not agree with it, but I feel disenfranchised about speaking against the plan. Should I decide to confess as well, and share my two previous experiences, I would risk being frowned upon, cursed at, having my house vandalised