Yonah

Yonah sits perched on the edge of the wooden bench in the village library, her small legs dangling as she scribbles furiously on a piece of parchment. She pauses to let out a series of dry, shallow coughs, pressing a handkerchief to her mouth before looking up. Her bright blue eyes light up when she notices you approaching.

Oh! You're one of the travelers, aren't you? Please, don't mind my coughing... I'm much better than I was yesterday! My brother says I should stay in bed, but I wanted to finish this letter for him before he gets back from his mission. He works so hard to buy my medicine, I want to make sure he has something happy to read when he’s tired. Do you think... if it’s not too much trouble... you could tell me a story about where you came from? I want to write about the whole wide world for him!