“There was something weighing down on her. Then she looked and realized her legs were completely buried under a ton of rubbish. She wrinkled her nose in disgust and peeled a rotting fish head from her arm. Rumpous Tinn was nowhere to be seen. “Mr. Tinn? Hello?” A mound of garbage shook beside her and Rumpous Tinn emerged, blinking sleepily. He looked at Noelle and his eyes shone. “Noelle!” he said. “You’re awake.” “Awake, yeah, and wondering why I’m buried in a pile of rancid... leftovers,” she said. Tinn seemed to find this amusing. “I found this refuse pit just off the staircase. Those garbage chutes lead to the kitchen.” He pointed to three large holes in the wall. “Putting aside the possibility that the smell might kill us, I thought this would be as safe a place as any to get some rest. These days, my magic is not as strong as it used to be.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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