Chapter 4: Instict or luck?
The next day came and Elle went away in the early morning towards the village for work.
She still completed the chores like filling the water from the well and washing utensils and clothes
like she did most of the days leaving little Noctis to be even more lonely, isolated and idle.
Not today however. Noctis woke up the moment the first rays of sun hit the horizon. It had been
drilled into him and it seemed it had followed him in this life.
He freshened up, ready to embark on this new mission, although he didn’t like to call it that, and
ate the meager leftover food he had available.
He took the basket his mother used to collect roots and berries which could be holstered on his
back.
He was so weak, he realised, he wouldn’t be able to bring a lot back anyway.
So he discarded it for now and took a moderately sized pouch instead. He took the multipurpose knife with him.