It's immortality my darling

It was late dawn as the wrecked ship entered the harbour and landed near the scaffold. Navarre. One of the many places she wished to visit. Sasha wanted to see the purple lavender fields and rough mountain tops with her own eyes. She had always had this desire for travelling and seeing the world and this time she wanted to travel really far and see the other climates of the country.

The port of the smaller town was bustling and glowing from the shoreline as the ship pulled into anchor in the sun light. Even though the light was much more dimmed then she would have expected. It also was a lot colder up here. Sasha had placed herself on the lower deck on he most front part of the ship so she could see the city and it’s busy harbour. Wondering if the stories about the king that ruled the land here where true. From stories what she have heard he was a cruel man. Someone who shouldn't be messed with. But as she saw the coastline a sudden feeling was creeping through her body. The feeling of: I should have stayed safely in my own bed until the feeling goes away. But here she was. And she could not go back that easily.

Once the ship was placed safely in the harbour Sasha started walking down the docks. She always travelled quite lightly with only a few dresses for the journey and a few other things. There was no need for more things since she would probably lose it.

It was midday by the time she found a tavern that had decent drink and bed. She started her night off with ale, but moved on to the rum before long. Several other of the crew members from the ship she travelled with were in as well, and with the lot of them the place became a loud place filled with the laughter and mirth of men who had been pent up for too long. Sasha laughed with them, telling jokes and predict their future until her voice started to rasp. The girls serving drinks started their usual antics of eyeing up the new men. Sasha sat back and sent her gaze about the barroom, looking over all the pairs of eyes she could find.

After a few hours she decided to pay the barkeeper and leave the tavern. She had left her belongings in her room this time and only took a small amount of money with her. The only thing she did before leaving the tavern was changing her dress.
It got all messed up from the travel and she felt so dirty. Sasha had pulled on a rather simple yet warm gown and made her way out as fast as she could almost tripping over someone as she left the building.

For Sergei