"Berceuse" - Chapter V

A young man with a simple and honest smile of his face had walked trough the roads of a very green region in his country. He, despite his age, decided to travel around and know the world, what other way is there to live, to get inspired?, he said to everyone, because a bard he was, and as such he wanted to find the beauty in the daily lives and simple things.

Months had passed, and he got wind of something magical, somewhat dark, occurring in a place in the western frontier. He had heard a lot about witches, mostly that any sane person should stay away from them, but he also heard those people call him insane.

So then, full of expectations, of ideas for verses, he entered Berceuse, looking for Loretta, painter of sad faces and empty lives, a very recent legend.