Boku blinked his heavy eyes. His whole body was stiff and some of his bones pierced his flesh. His lungs felt heavy every time he tried to catch his breath. Even so, Boku managed to open his eyes.
He looked at the roof of the carriage he recognized. Made of thick wood and upholstered with dried animal skin. On the back wall of the carriage, there is an air vent which is currently being covered with a cloth made of dried bark. This carriage is the work of the goblins that always amazes him.
Boku felt that he was not alone in the carriage. There is an air of the existence of someone who has felt foreign all this time but who knows when to be a figure he really misses. Boku turned to that person.
A woman with brown hair, porcelain skin, with the body of a model. She looked at Boku with her brown emerald eyes Boku saw concern and relief in those eyes. How happy he is now to wake up in a place he knows and see a person he misses.