Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Kando 18, 173



So, here I am. At last. I stopped for the night at a fairylike, carefully tended place, whose owners have coaxed the wild in gently and tamed it with a touch. The vines don’t swallow it; they embrace it. The colors are soft and cheerful.
After a night’s rest I began to realize how weary I’d grown. I had no strength to push on, so I lingered in this pleasant place till it became necessary to spend another night. My coin purse is getting too light. Well, I needed the rest. But I am determined not to allow this journey to best me. I know my father’s blood will keep my eyes open and my stomach satisfied.
It is evening now. The tree branches lace a fading sky. Lavender. This place is fair. Fairer than my old village.
The only thing I miss is Ariellie.

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