11-02-2014, 05:23 AM
With a wave of ice magic, Astien pulled out the coals. The carriage was much too hot in the summer heat. He hated that the windows needed to be kept open, for fear of some bug or another flying in. Astien tried to sleep, but between the heat and rhe movement inside of him, sleep would never come to him. He tried his best not to toss and turn, for fear of waking Marius.
I'm just here for a laugh