Hours passed as he watched the morning sky dye into a bright azure then dampening as noon arrived, witnessing the scenery change as the reptile-pulled transportation rolled between a region of stone trees.
"Careful now!" The carriage driver called out from up front, "We're in one of the most savage areas of wildland in this region–'The Bitter Stretch'. I'm not saying we will run into anything, but if we do…"
"I'll handle it, don't worry," Jett assured.
The light-gray pillars had branches of their own, bearing plump, scarlet objects that resembled tarty fruit, though looked as though they secreted blood. It was a sort of stoneland in a road between two mountains infused with fiery crystals and overlooked by the interconnected, natural bridge of the two mountains.
