Anya's Success

A merchant caravan scuttled along a rocky road at night. The horse-drawn carriages were being dragged across a forest in the moonlight. At the final carriage were two people sitting side by side facing the opposite side from where the caravan was moving.

They rocked their feet back and forth as they watched the trees move on either side of them.

"I don't want this to end," the girl said as she leaned on the shoulder of the man next to her. She stroked the little beetle that was on her lap.

The man next to her had a little bird sleeping on his shoulder. He looked towards the girl and sighed as he said, "I want to stay around and help you too, but all good things must come to an end."

He brought his hand to her hair and stroked it gently. He was a little disappointed that it was coming to an end too.