The journey ahead was long, stretching over vast landscapes and through various terrains. Luke quickly realised that travelling with Karrigan would be an experience, unlike anything he'd ever known. The days were filled with the rhythmic creak of the carriage wheels, the steady plod of the tigers, and the endless expanse of the road unfurling before them.
Most of what Luke had learned about long-distance travel seemed manageable. He grew accustomed to the routine of setting up camp at night, gathering wood for the campfire, and preparing meals with the limited supplies they carried. Sleeping under the open sky, with only a blanket between him and the cold ground, was an adjustment, but one he managed with a sense of quiet acceptance.
