The Traveler

"Fire..the creator of life,and the destroyer"

Along the trail many camps pop up. I stop at a camp with a fire to warm my old and worn bones. Surrounding the fire are all different men and women. With all their own titles. Scouts,Rangers,travelers,thief's, assassins and spy's. During the day we all do the best to steer clear of one another out of fear not knowing the mental state of the other. I find a group of fellow journeymen and women around their own fire pit whose flame was warm with a sunset orange glow to it. I sit with them as they spin tales of beasts they have all encountered and monsters they've taken. I sit with aww and wonder as they are told. Then it falls onto me. I speak of the mountains I've climbed the valleys I've crossed and the tunnels I've encountered. With a hint of shame to what I've done. Not being anywhere near as amazing as the others yet I'm met with a different reaction. I receive wonder and aww as the tails spin on and on then I see her. Her name unknown to me yet, but my heart races at the sight of her. She says her name is Rachel as the tail is spun about her epic adventures. Then it hit me. The way she moved her beautiful brown hair and the way her eyes came across me. I fell in love. That night I made a friend named Rachel and only God knows what will happen tommarow

Till next time
The traveler