Time became a fuzzy concept for everyone with the constant rocking of the carriage.
The ride was nauseating at the first three minutes, but after the harsh jolting, the rhythmic sway slowly returned as the vehicle resumed its smooth journey.
The seconds and minutes soon melded together, the only markers of time being the changing scenery and the growing weariness in everyone's body.
Coco wasn't even sure how long they had been traveling— only that the journey seemed endless at the moment.
Finally, after what seemed like forever.. The carriage came to a gentle halt, the silence of night broken by the sound of hooves on the cobblestone.
They must have arrived, wherever they were going.
Coco couldn't help, but let out a quiet sigh of relief to herself when she felt the carriage finally stopped, her body relaxing slightly at the end of the long journey.
