Chapter 14: Stay brave!

I placed three spoonfuls of water in the pan, placed the lid, and then placed the smoking pieces of wood over it. I knew that the soufflé pancakes were going to be nice and fluffy.

Fifty before these three had been. I had no reason to worry about such things.

And yet, as another strong wind began to batter against my old girl's tree, and Marinus began to put the last of his mana inside his sea horn, ready to die but not let her fall, I knew that it was time I did my duty.

The dream catcher activated.

"Would you like a story?" The dream catcher needed to be refilled, and soon. As it was now, with the intensity of the storm, it was going to provide only three hours of safety.

I hated talking about my past. I was never someone who'd claim they were a saint.

But this was a good story. A kind one. Something that might bring a smile to these people's faces.