XIV
Alvia noticed the election banners nearly half a mile before arriving in Bogville. She couldn’t have missed the pink, purple and white streamers hanging from the street lights, riddled with stars and emblems of dragons. The streetlights had a pale, pink glow. She thought she heard the distant chanting from a rally.
Aside from a port town she had landed in when she first arrived on the western continent, this was the largest town she had been to in her life. It couldn’t have been longer than twenty blocks. If the rumors were true, it was nothing compared to Magic Hope City, the great basin of lights she’d heard so much about growing up.
She and Pepper stayed on the side of the road, a few feet from a guardrail that overlooked a wooded creek.
Several cars passed by, kicking up a thic
