The Beginning of the journey
Ella rose at day break and carried on south till she reached the town of Slixpigmon. "Oi, you there. What're you doing' 'ere. We don't take kindly to strangers." said a farmer. He was dirty, smelled like alcohol and dried blood. He had long scars and bruises all over him, not exactly a welcome wagon. Ella offered two golden shillings she had stollen from her stepmother and the man silently stepped back. He dipped his head drunkedly and turned around.
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