Chapter 83 - Drunken Healer
Broken and Freya had been seated face to face in the quaint carriage as it slowly meandered through the gentle, rolling hills of the long-spanning countryside. The rhythmic sound of the wheels crunching on the gravel road mixed seamlessly with the surrounding tranquility, creating a cocoon of calm around them.
Looking out the window to their right, an endless forest stretched into the horizon, the spindly trees reaching up toward the sky as if in prayer. Snow-capped mountains rose majestically in the distant background, their peaks glistening in the thin layer of sunlight that managed to break through the clouds.
On their left side, the landscape painted a completely different picture. Here, the vast savanna sprawled out before them, a golden sea of tall grasses rustling in the breeze. Beyond this dry expanse, the shimmering ocean stretched endlessly.
"It's so beautiful here."