Heagen opened his eyes. Sky? He was looking up at a clear, blue sky. That wasn’t right, was it? He sat up, confused. He cast his eyes around for a minute, memory flooding back into consciousness.
Heagen watched from the doorway as the witch meandered through the marketplace. Ordinary people would be surprised by just how much evil mingled with them in their day to day lives. It’s for the best, he thinks to himself as he stands there.