Post by Gareth Aelfric on Jan 3, 2018 11:20:46 GMT -8
Gareth quietly held onto his copy of scripture as he rode along the coast on his horse, a young grey mare. The sun was shining down, keeping him warm along with his blue linen cloak that Gerulf had given him. The sun, while it was still somewhat high in the sky, was beginning to set, and the sky was becoming fierier, with hints of red and pink, yellow, orange, and purple. He wondered if anyone else would ride along with him.