Once again, we were crossing meadows and canyons.
And once again, I witnessed Aina's greatness.
She took out some contraption for the carriage's wheels that allowed them to go off-road with more ease. Apparently, she was so fed up with the stagecoach they used during my absence that she started rage-built this device. Spectacular.
Thanks to this, we didn't have to abandon the nice carriage. Like an off-road SUV with real horsepower, the carriage went through another meadow before taking an obscure road that only people who knew, knew. It was an entrance to a mountain range, which looked more like a crack between two tall walls. It wasn't eerie or anything though, since the walls were filled with ivies and clinging flowers, which also hid the entrance like a green waterfall.
How do I say this...it felt like walking into a secret botanical garden.
