Spring Thaw

I have finally reached the Wexford Pass. I stopped into a nearby merchant town, Asherby Talonscroft. There was some flooding here. They already sent word to Father about it. They provided me with the mountain and deep wood gear I would need to get through the Pass. The snow has melted in force this year and early! There are many beautiful waterfalls and rivulets. Kitrya would LOVE to be drawing these, I am sure. I hope all is well back home. I have been hearing disturbing news of turmoil between the southern empire and the western kingdom. I would look further into it, but I have been riding hard and fast. I was paid well to make this as quick a delivery as possible.

Just to take moment. Imagine cascades of white chill water as clear as fine quartz pouring down the mountain-side to froth like seafoam at several small landings. The rock is glistening black with a hint of soft dark greens that shimmer almost like emerald dust, moistened by the water. It is quite breathtaking. I should Run this north more often!

Off for the Pass!! I thought I felt I was being followed. But the Pass is not good for traveling unless you have a longrunner like mine. I should lose them in the Pass.

Yours,
Kyllian