6All That’s Left is Optimism“We need to give the horses a break.”
“Again?”
“Yes, Gregory, again.”
Aldor dismounted from Dawn. A cloud of dust sprung beneath his feet as he landed with a soft thud, the others followed his example. The desert spiraled forward, barren and with no hint of an end in sight. People said the sands were eternal— there wasn't any one who'd made it to the other side.
Dale, Jasper, and Gregory convened in the back, probably complaining. Keira toyed with the luggage on her saddle. There was the sound of ripping fabric, Keira holding one of their blankets in their lap. Before Aldor could ask her what was going on, Laurence approached him.
“Hey.”
“What's going on?”
Laurence held out the map he showed Aldor in the library. “I wanted to let you know that we're getti
