The Tangle perpetual timepiece

             

 

He seemed to be observing her, causing the youngster to continue her squirming under the scrutiny. Not accustomed to anyone taking an interest, Padma looked shocked at the question, her head lifting as she caught the man’s gaze. ”Ummm…” She gulped, ”Padma.” The girl didn’t have the nerve to ask the question in return, her lack of social skill showing through.
 
He seemed to relax slightly after reexamining the crimson child. Not sure what to do with the advice that he offered, Padma looked around. “Thanks’ for the concern, ummm sir?” She hesitated slightly before continuing. “Do you have any advice on a specific direction for an aimless wanderer?”
 
The girl had stopped at her old home, now old enough to understand what the scorched earth meant and what had actually happened to her father. Padma had no idea what to do now, she had only returned to the Wilds to get some closure. Now what was she supposed to do?