Beinn

Beinn was a small town, but everything looked small compared to Tàlant. Most of the houses were white one-story buildings covered in straw. A few were larger, with a small decorative crenellation imitating a castle wall. There were a few people, mostly farmers, transporting goods or carrying baskets from shops to their houses. They looked almost the same as everyone in Tàlant, apart from the tattoo on their left hand. A crow, perched on a branch with an eye in its beak. “They call themselves seers,” Anna Dia said when she saw Tom staring, “because a lot of weird stuff happens here. Nobody is really sure why, but the locales are very proud of it. We even got a few of them up in the Lenses district, telling future. Most of the time, they’re wrong. But then some times, they’re remarkably accurate. I went to one myself and he said that he couldn’t see anything. Probably went to a charlatan. But that was when I didn’t know how stuff worked here.”