It took him a while getting used to the lack of light, although less than he would have expected. Indeed, he was not hurt by the fall; It was an area with moist soil, but they soon took him to different areas, with cobbled floors and walls.
He awoke with a strong kick in the spine. He quickly rose from the ground.
He was back in the alley.
“So… Don´t you remember anything at all?”
Oudeís easily returned to his usual routine. Having such a real dream had been disconcerting, a dream where everything had changed so much; on one hand he rejoiced greatly that it had finished: the forest gave him the peace he wanted, which had been disturbed.
He soon realized that, as the squeaky lady, everyone took him for a beggar, because they threw him some coins. Besides, he thought, he must look like a beggar, since he was wearing the clothes he had worn in the forest, which were badly damaged, and he didn´t even have the damn ax, he had dropped everything. He had no belongings.
One of the first things he had learned living alone in the woods was that the stone cut the stone, if you can choose the stone. So, in fact, he could break the rock with an ax if its edge was made of the proper stone. And he knew exactly where to find the material.