A star? I wasn't even close to being something as beautiful. But... undying? Yes. I was. Since death never ever accepted me into its embrace. So what if I live this story to its end one more time? Just one last time. I want to feel it, living, rather than death. Only once. What awaits me at the end of this never-finished draft, I wonder... Is it the cure to my curse, or yet another rebirth?
"As you can see, this whole cart is a cargo of wheat. There are 8 carts of wheat and the rest are cotton and animal hide. These are a part of this year's purchases for winter."
A female attendant, the employee in charge of this transition, explained the contents of each cart to the border guards. The guards had to check everything to make sure no smuggling was taking place or nothing illegal would be transported to Loyatou. This procedure has always been a strict one, and now, due to the new arrest warrant, the guards were tenser than ever.
"These are?"
"Our personnel's belongings."
The man circled the carts, checking their contents one by one while listening to the employee explain. Golton Merchant Guild transports goods through this channel almost every day and there were never any suspicious reports about them. This made the guard subconsciously act less vigilant.