Accident

 "One and two and three and four,"

 "One and two and three and four," echoed behind, trailed with the stomping of boots against the ground.

 "One and two and three and four," said he who panted heavily with a sweaty forehead. 

 "Early morning training," commented Ysmay peering out to the yard outback. 

 "Yeah," returned with less enthusiasm, Eira seemed to have left a part of herself – somewhere far deep beyond reach of an arm. 

 "What's the plan for today?" 

 "I don't know, I want to go with the guild-master onto a quest, yet, something is holding me back," solemn, her face held the expression of a withered tree. One left for ages to come, one that had not seen a droplet of water for long.