If leaving the city was the easy part, dealing with the whole charcoal experiment and then the matter with my dreams was the interesting part, then the return?
That was the hard part.
Straddled by the heavy backpack full of charcoal, tired after taking several exhausting naps mid-day and now running at the greatest speed I could maintain, I couldn't even complain.
Doing so would cost me the valuable air I needed to… well, breathe.
Selia offered me no favors here, pushing the pace up to the very limit of what I could keep on running at.
I couldn't blame her, though.
Even though we didn't get all that far from the city, as it turns out, my whole sales-pitch play took away the valuable seconds we needed to return before the closing of the town's gates!
And judging by how this was a frontier town we were rushing back into, no one was going to wait for us to return in time.
