"Oh?" said the trader disappointedly,"Is that your final answer?"
"Yes!" replied Anya. If she was honest with herself she was
more than a little awed and frightened of the hulking man.
"Well, Im afraid I cant just give goods away!" he shrugged, "Maybe
if you come this way again...". And with that he turned and
walked back into his hut, humming a soft tune.
Anya stood on the spot for several minutes, dejectedly staring
at the various items that might have made her journey more
bareable. She was painfully aware of the fact she was naked
apart from her belt.
The sun shone down from overhead as she regretfully trudged away.
What could she do? Naked and hungry. Alone and vulnerable.
Evening fell and her slow meandering brought her to a low
cliff in the side of which Anya could see some caves. 'At least,'
she thought 'I will have somewhere to spend the night!".
But as she settled down to sleep, her bare flesh goosebumping
against the clod stone, something from deeper in the cave was
eyeing her in the darkness.... |