Rhydian;
The moment the carriage crosses Gravemaw's borders, the air changes.
It smells alive… It smells different here. The air smells sweet and heavy with pine and blooming petals.
The sound of distant laughter floods the place, and I look over at Zephan who's staring out of the open window curiously.
The steady rhythm of drums suddenly takes up the place, and I sit up. It's rhythmic and from how energetic the drums are being beat, you can feel how happy the people are.
This… certainly feels different from Howleroot.
I draw in a slow breath, and I can almost taste this place's warmth on my tongue.
I look out at the happy children running by the carriage, and I smile at the excited, curious little faces staring up at me.
"Now, I see where Koda got his bubbly sense of self from." Zephan murmurs, and I chuckle softly.
Back in Howleroot, the walls hum with silence. Servants speak in whispers. The air is always cold, dry, metallic. But here… here everything feels alive.
