#finalhavens

“ i suppose you’re right . ”    they were reaching the town entrance now ,    horse hooves that clicked dully along the wooden footbridge beneath them softening over a dirt path ,    one that would wind them through the entire tiny village and out the other side if they chose to follow it .    he took note of the people ,    staring unashamedly at the pair as if they were some kind of bizarre circus act .    “ but we are unlikely to come across another village before night fall .    perhaps we should stay here ,    just for the night . ”

cups it in my hands because it’s a treasure