Where Did The Rocks Come From?
It’s been days of traveling, and saying that the group was tired was an understatement.
“WHY is there miles upon miles of just trees!?”
Hugo has been non-stop complaining while I’ve been telling him to shut it, Yong has been sluggish and keeps making random noises with his mouth to pass the time, and Nuru is focused on a book she picked up from the town before this awful forest.
“Thank you captain obvious for once again pointing out trees once again. You’re truly a mastermind.”
Hugo was trailing behind Nuru and I and was keeping an eye on Yong, but he abandons Yong next to Prometheus and the continues to walk up to Nuru.
“Why are we trusting miss ‘stars are directions’? I bet we’re lost.”
Nuru calmly closes her book a bit and gives Hugo a sweet sneer while lifting her lantern.
“You don’t even know where your glasses are half the time. Besides, I know where we are. We are just a few miles away from our next destination. Once we get into town, you can thank me for the guidance.”
Nuru proceeds to stick her face into the book again, falling behind Hugo to walk with Yong.
“Ugh, can you believe this hairstripe? Don’t you also think this is just a tad odd?”
I’ve seen Nuru’s map, she has taught me how to map stars and we are for sure going the right way. I’m no expert, but I know a lot more than Hugo. It is fun to entertain him sometimes though.
“No one is stopping you from double checking the route. I think Nuru is correct, but you’re welcome to see for yourself.”
The satchel on the side of me stops swinging as I start digging for the map. Once I have it in my hands, Hugo snatches it and the lantern I was holding. He takes a few seconds to scan it, and I see his bunched up face scowl more as he shoves the map back into my chest.
I snicker to myself as I repack the map, but I feel Yong rush past between Hugo and I and run off ahead.
Yong is a few meters away and tears down said poster from the tree. As fast as he went, he came back to us with the same energy as he runs me over to the ground.
