Sara's Pov
The rest of the journey was unexciting, there was nothing and nobody around. Except one lone old man walking hunched over in the opposite direction. His incredibly long white beard swayed as he walked and his large uneven nose stuck out beyond his hood, decorating his beard like the star atop the tree. He walked with a tall, gnarly wooden staff, which he liked to double tap with every other step. I wondered if this was learned behaviour, or if he simply did this out of boredom. The journey was long. I wouldn't be surprised if the latter was the true reason. Come to think of it, I couldn't help but wonder why he was out here. I'm sure the others wondered too, though we never asked.
The day passed over stagnantly and after what felt like the longest of times, we were walking i
