Would it be the mountains? Or the sea? It had been a long time since he had seen the south-facing beaches, so he decided it would be the sea. He would go west, west toward the sunset, following the ancient road leading out of the city, the King’s road, though no king ruled any longer.
disordered thought processes
hidden in the seeming chaos is beautiful, elegant order—at least, I hope that's true.
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