Verc, Tatum, Jed, and the others travelled the whole night.
The rhythmic thumping of horse hooves and the steady creaking of wooden carriage wheels were the only sounds that filled the silence of the dark world. Above them, the stars were bright, but the air was cold, biting at the skin of those who weren't used to the open road.
They first started travelling through a stone path connected from the city. It was a wide, well-maintained road that felt safe and sturdy under the weight of the five carriages.
However, as the hours passed and the lights of Sionann faded into a distant glow behind them, the landscape began to change. The stone path turned into a dirt path after some time, becoming narrow and bumpy. Dust kicked up from the horses' feet, coating the wheels and the shoes of those walking.
Eventually, even that disappeared, and now they're walking in the middle of the meadow.
