10/20/2013, 03:32 PM #129 Route 217
The route south of the Acuity Lakefront was very long, and quite treacherous, as frequent snowstorms make it hard to see, and cover the ground with thicker than normal snow. Snow had to be put on Koishi's hat, least she become lost in said snow. Snow was like a watchtower, her eyes accustomed to this sort of weather.
"Are we heading the right way?" Koishi asked.
"To be honest, I don't know, but there is some sort of house ahead." Snow said.
The houselooked a quite old, and a bit ramshackled, some of the roof seemed to be falling off, and one of the windows was slightly cracked. It looked like no one had used the house in ages, and just sat here. But, it was shelter from the storm, and hopefully provided enough warmth for them to wait out the storm. Koishi approached the front door to a surprising sight. It looked quite new on the inside, and an old woman sat at a table. She had and odd smile, that of age and wisdom, and her eyes spoke thousands of words with a single glance.
"...A person?...A rare sight." the woman said, her words drawn out as if to lengthen the time of speaking.
"Oh, we didn't know anyone was using this house, we're sorry if we're intruding." Koishi apoligized.
"...No need..come in.... it's cold out there..rest for a while.." the woman offered.
"Thank you, madam." Koishi did a little bow, as not to knock Snow off her hat.
The woman and Koishi talked for a while, listening to her story of how she got here from the region known as Ransei, where 17 kingdoms fought among one another, until united. She didn't known what exactly happened to the region after she left though, and said she'd been here ever since. After a while, the storm outside settled down.
"It would seem that the storm's calming down for a while. We gotta go, but it was nice meeting you." Koishi said.
"...It is fine...thank you for visting....a gift.." the woman pulled out what looked an odd, thick sheet of black paper, white designs covering it, along a red circle in the middle.
"Thank you for your patronage." Koishi then turned to leave, but turned back as she forgot to ask her name, but to her surprise, everything changed as she turned. The home was no longer warm, the table no longer in one piece, and the candes which lit the room were long burnt out, but most importantly, the woman was gone. Snow looked a bit scared, but Koishi understood what she'd seen. She saw a glimpse into the past, a past long forgotten, s she stared into the piece of paper which still lied in her hands, putting it in her hat.
She would keep the memory alive, that's for sure, as she continued down the path known as Route 217.

Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
You just discard their guts and keep on driving.