【您家狗】盲者之眼：碎片 第一章 自制中文版 乐高幻影忍者(4)

I look around and find myself completely out of my comfort zone. Inns and taverns have never been an ideal setting, it always feels as if someone has it out for you in places like this. Though I also wouldn’t call physical embodiments of entire realms comfort zones either, and at this point, I honestly can’t pick which is worse. It’s strange. Technically I have been here before, or at very least in this part of Ninjago. Yet my memories of it are incredibly faint, to the point of not being memories at all, rather flashes and glimpses of a time long forgotten. Though one could argue that you shouldn’t expect much else with a separate, vengeful entity steering your body around as they see fit. I remember very little of Morro’s possession, and honestly, I count that as a blessing. Last thing I need haunting my memories right now is the damage and pain done to my friends and family, all at my own hands. I’ve never had ample time to sit down and reflect on these experiences, always moving from one fight right to the next. I barely had time to properly mourn the loss of my own father before voyaging out to the Dark Island in search of my mother. Yet I can’t help but shake this feeling that I’m missing something in-between, though Jay and Nya are somehow always there to assure me that I’m simply overthinking things. I should probably follow up on that when I get home.