Salix
Salix woke early, well before the sunrise, and put on his last clean pair of clothes from his backpack. He locked his backpack with the ruby ring inside into the safe in the closet. It was best not to leave such an item as a temptation for the humans and where he was going, such magic would not be welcomed.
He left his room and headed toward the lobby. The same young woman as before was working the desk. She blushed as he approached. The reactions that humans had toward him when he went out among their kind was annoying at best. He tried his best to mingle among them as little as possible but living in the twenty-first century made that pretty much impossible.
“Good morning, how can I help you?” she said as Salix set his motorcycle helmet on the desk. Again, her voice became l
