June 20th, 1895 — Hogsmeade Hospital, Artifacts Ward

If he was being honest, Sylvano probably belonged in a hospital. Still dressed for a voyage, hair cut too long-- or, more accurately, not cut at all-- and yet unshaven. He had no visible injuries, no malady to which he could put a name, but six months did not simply pass without recollection. Not even in his line of work. There was the cavern. The crumbling ruin within and a voice carried in the wind like snow, and-- well, nothing. That was the trouble, wasn't it? Sylvano and his crew allowed themselves to laugh at it, because the alternative did no good for anyone, but yes. He should most definitely have been in a hospital room. Not walking the halls with the swagger of a man too long gone to sea, following the direction of a very frazzled looking receptionist in search of one Sybella Capobianco.

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