Night is falling and it's time to make camp. The forest seems to be coming to life as the light fades. Morgana and I will take turns watching out for anything tonight. Tomorrow should be better as the light will last longer. "I'll take first shift," I say as we get off our mounts. Our things are untied as Morgana gathers wood for our fire.
adesma · Thu Dec 14, 2006 @ 05:56am · 0 Comments |