Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, sunset arrived. Kelwyn straightened as the last of the horrible sun vanished behind the hills and removed his hat. He left the glasses on, the light lingering on the horizon was still annoyingly bright. He looked around, finally able to actually take in his surroundings without either dazzling brightness or pain getting in the way. The group had halted and begun to set up camp a little before sunset, though he’d hardly noticed. They were now tucked within a little grove, with tents rising here and there, and a crackling fire at the center of things.
Much of the work was already done, but he was able to lend a hand in rubbing down the horses and gathering more wood for the fire.
His wound had healed as he rode, aided by the blood he’d taken, an
