![]() ![]() The world around grew in detail with the light of the sun and the words from their lips.īasking in the warmth of the sun for a moment more as it slipped through the trees the rider pulled the hood of their dark cloak up and over their head. With their feet back on solid ground a few silent words tumbled from their chapped lips. With the motion of agreement from the steed slowly the rider removed themself from the saddle, dropping to the grass below. The warm air condensed into a small cloud in the chill of the morning, hitting the rider's face. The horse puffed out warm air in agreement. "You need to rest for a while, so I will go with your guidance on foot." "I will walk for a while my friend," A tired voice whispered into the steed's ear as the rider leant forward. Within a matter of mere minutes, the sun's light now filled the sky, and it's golden hue made the mind of the rider vacant of the voices previously filling it.Ĭontent with the feeling of the world around, the gentle breeze and warmth from the sun, a tug of the reins slowed the horse down. Quietly the rider bowed while bidding farewell to the Moon and its Council. Your steed knows the route to Rivendell so you should reach there soon- a day before the evil reaches those lands." The night draws to a close, but your path is the same. But the Wanderer knew better.īefore the rays of the sun could blanket the world around the rider in gold a voice, still powerful like the other before but also softer, spoke up. The voices in the rider's mind grew quiet as night turned to day to the point anyone else would just believe they were voices of the wind. Trees and empty fields became blurred as the sun started to rise up. They had been travelling together for a few decades now the speed of their journey would depend on how important the given task was to The Night Council. Through the night the duo travelled with haste, following the path of the Council the rider directed the steed across many leagues. ![]()
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