"Lasttown is up ahead."
"Finally."
"Can we stay the night and return tomorrow? I am too tired."
"Sure. I am tired too. Let's give these wanted posters and then relax a little. This the last town on our list."
Cella sat behind the bush of large grass as she listened to the two men galloping by on their horses. Their attire suggested that they were couriers.
She didn't intercept them. It would expose their presence and she didn't wish that to happen. They didn't even enter any town on their way here. Her team looked tired and starved. Their defeated and blank stares pained her. Not so long ago, all these men and women stood above the rest. The Hawks soared through the skies. Yet, here they were, slumped on the ground, sneaking on their way up north.
They waited for nightfall to continue their journey. She didn't berate anyone. If she was honest, she wished to join them and just give up. But she couldn't. As the one in the lead, her feelings didn't matter.
