After Susu's departure, Malin sat alone in the courtyard, with zombies peering from beyond the walls. Yet, after witnessing Malin's power, they had no courage to attack, and it seemed the old mentor's influence had granted them a bit more wisdom.
However, Malin paid no mind to their behavior, sitting in the chair where the old mentor once sat. The cushions were worn and full of holes, torn out by playful children. The cotton padding was long since flattened and uncomfortable, yet the old mentor sat there for many long years.
She sang songs for the children, though they weren't particularly pleasant.
She sewed clothes for the children, though they weren't particularly appealing.
She told stories to the children, though they weren't particularly fascinating.
She guided the children, though not always correctly.
Back then, Malin, like Susu, sat at her feet, growing up listening to her stories along with his peers.
