Magic of the Past

Travelling 1

Today's the day we're heading to kremsted. The trip might be dangerous because of the increased amount of robberies on the road we have to walk, but we decided we will be fine. It's still our mission to find out what happened and great things have never been done without taking any risks so there is not really anything else then fear of the unknown, holding us back. I'm packing my stuff right now while waiting for John to come at my door and to start the trip. The old map isn't going to be of much use anymore though, since i have spilled tea over it and half of it got blurred out that way. The only resource left to find our way is the compass i have been carrying with me for years now. I've always been really good somehow in finding the way to places so I think we'll be fine. I am finally done packing now as i quickly go over my checklist, to see if I didn't forget anything. Everything seems to be there: Food for a week, a bow and arrows to hunt, enough water to last for a while and my home made hunting knife, just in case anything bad happens. I quickly drink my last cup of tea, when John walks in greeting me like only he does: "Hey Andreas, ready to get killed?". I answer with a quick "Just know if you do first I will cook you up and eat your flesh", causing both of us to start laughing uncontrollably. Saying things like that has always been our way of dealing with fear and bringing both of us courage somehow. Nobody else really understands it usually, so they mostly end up giving us weird looks if they hear it. We have always been somewhat different though, so it's nothing bad for us anymore. It's time to go now, John says, and I take my bag and walk out with him. "Kinda weird right? not knowing if we will ever see this place again." John adds. "Yea it really is a scary thought", I answer. The further we move away from my house, the more I feel some kind of anxiety in me. I mean, what if we actually do not survive this or get robbed or arrested? I even get a little dizzy, but I know that if we want to find what happened, we can't just stay away from this journey over some slight fear. My curiousity is way too big anyways to not regret it later. Slowly walking on, I come up with a good idea to kill time, so I start singing some of my favorite songs. John happily joins in and turns this trip with me into a karaoke-walk. We're having a lot of fun this way and we forget about the horrors that might wait for us, when the night falls. In that way it was a really good decision to start singing. It keeps the mood up and it will give us some courage. However, this courage isn't for long as I see a spider, walking over my shoe. If there is one thing i hate it's spiders and I hopelessly try moving my leg to make it go away. However it falls a little and gets under my shoe, good enough to step on it. John saw that I had the spider on my shoe and starts scaring me more with bad spider jokes. laughing like never before. I, however, do not enjoy this for the smallest bit and get a little bit annoyed by it. When I calmed down a little later, we walk past a river that flows not too far from our own village. The river itself is basically our village's water supply. We decide to take a little rest here, because I am not really used to long walks so I get tired quite quickly.