Another morning on another dusty road and Thayer wondered just how many more days would be spent wandering the forgotten roads between towns. The road he was on would lead him to River Front after he passed trough the harsh quiet of Krill Woods. He knew the forest would be hot, the trees bordered Mechi Desert’s southern edge, and the dry winds blew sand on any passing travelers. He checked his canteens once more and trudge on. He kept his eyes trained on the woods ahead of him, watching for any... read more
