Aug 30, 2020
Since Spike was feeling much better, he had the opportunity to ride over to the construction site of the temple of Gardan, to speak with Dark and renew their friendship. The house was finally finished, so their didn’t have to sleep out in the open anymore. While Chief Spike had an odd dream in which he saddled his new mare and rode off onto the water, her hooves magically running across the waves like it was nothing but hills, his wife was driven from their bed by a sudden onset of nausea. She wasn’t surprised at finally contracting the sickness, too. It had probably been impossible to avoid, even if Spike was much better at this point.
