The Ship - Chapter 22
Arsik had a dream that night. He was in Evergrace. The city was beautiful, peaceful, the autumn sun shining sweetly overhead. People walked to their jobs. He was watching them, tall like giants, carrying sacks and baskets, leading mules from their reins. A little further, warriors were practicing in a fenced area of dry grass. He approached them. The warriors smiled as they sparred with blunt swords, commenting on their skills. One of them removed his helmet, revealing dark hair and pretty features. He was smiling, sweaty after the fight with the man across from him. They exchanged a few words and the dark-haired man moved towards the fence. Arsik followed him in the dream. Outside the fence, a rider atop a grey horse waited. He was wearing a black cloak with golden threading a
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