Monday, 20 May 2013

Day 9

My dreams were oddly disjointed; I saw the sky burn as beings flitted from shadow to shadow. I was watching a war, something terrible had be let lose and those caught by it were devoured completely. Then I saw a band of refuges who seem to be Sevai walking down Surya's path, their misery carried before for them.

Awoke to find my face nusseled into Akanksha's hair and found her presence calming.

After breakfast we set off to investigate the blockage on the road. The once eloquent Govinda barely communicating and when he did it was little more than grunts. I am in two minds whever to keep him with us or send him home. I fear he might do something foolish either way. The blockage appears to be a mount that extents out a good fifty paces either side of the road. It is about twice my height and appears to have been built over the road.

It is both too steep and unstable for us to take Nuals over it; so we must divert round it. We did not return directly to the road. Instead we travelled a parallel coarse which seem to placate Govinda some what.

We rode through the rest of the afternoon with only a few words exchanged between Govinda and the rest of us. Akanksha and I exchanged small talk whilst Sem-buk rode in companionable silence.

As the twins started to pass below the horizon there appear to be some sort of structure at the edge of our perception. Govinda nearly fell to the ground and started praying to each of the gods in turn. Sem-buk shock his head and said something under his breath which I did not catch. I decided to make camp here. Once again Akanksha and I enjoyed each others company.

Saturday, 11 May 2013

Day 8

I Decided not to give my students time to think of home in this morning so we had a brief breakfast and rode hard through the morning. Akanksha was the first to notice the change in ride and was not backwards in bringing our attention to it. When we dismounted and examined the ground it appeared to be a cobbled road. The cobbles appear to have been embedded in some other type of rock. We set to work clearing the surface; it appears to be slightly cambered with four parallel, two on each side, groves in it. The pairs of groves both have the same separation, which is a little wider than the width of a Nual. The road appears to be going perfectly strait in the direction we wish to travel. This road is anomalous in many ways; for one it method of construction is better than anything I have seen even in the capital. The fact it is almost a days ride beyond the Edge and continues away from it for a good distance... I have decided to call it Surya's path; as I can sense that it is into his hands it seems to be leading us.

My companions reactions to this monumental discovery are worth noting:
Akanksha was excited especially when I assured her she would be credited with its discovery.
Govinda seems to find its very existence offensive and was reluctant to travel along it, even through it is going the way we are and would speed our progress.
Sem-buk seem to not be surprised about it, calling it the foot steps of the four brothers. This is probably a mythological reference. I am reluctant to dig deeper into this as Govinda is already seeming very agitated and I doubt this sort of conversation would do anything but aggravate him.

We kept on riding until the twins were high in the sky forcing us to rest until things had cooled down. I tried to talk to Govinda but he was uncommunicative and just laid down and went to sleep. Akanksha was a different story all together, she talked animately about the possibilities that the road suggested. Sem-buk just watched her pace back and forth; with a look of mild amusement on his face. We discussed this further and we came up with two possible explanations:
1- The Darksones once possessed a higher level of technology that they do now. The problem is that why would they build it heading so close to Sevai lands and not have been recorded in our histories.
2- The Sevai built it in ancient times. The problem is the same as with the above reason; also why does it stop before the Edge?

When we tried to find Sem-buk to ask his opinion he seemed to have wondered off. Neither of us heard him leave because we were so engrossed in our conversation.

The road brings up many questions beyond who built it. Like why was it build and why was it abandoned. One thing that really is gnawing on the edge of my mind is the matter of its construction, I told Akanksha it was probably was the work of an earthshaper. This was a placating lie. Even the work of our finest earth-souled could not have fused the cobbles to the base rock so securely whilst still maintaining such sharp definition between the two and why would they bother?
The pairs of parallel ruts also seem an odd ornamentation, I can see no practical use it could have been put to. These questions were running through my head as I slipped into sleep.

I awoke to find myself looking into Akanksha face which was barely a the span of my hand away from mine. This was not an unpleasant experience. I was rouse further by Sem-buk preparing for the evening ride.

The more we travelled along the road the more sullen Govinda seems to get. The sight that appeared on the horizon as dusk began to settle was enough to unnerve we Sevai. The Road appeared to be blocked. When we saw this we decided to make camp for the night and to placate Govinda we did so off of the road. The night seem to be much cooler than the day; so we set the fire to burn into the night. Akanksha and I shared a blanket for extra warmth.

Saturday, 4 May 2013

Day 7

The dawn chorus awakened us and we made ready in silence. I think the Gravity of our being out of Sevai lands by this evening has finally hit home.
As we rode onwards we did so in silence, the easy conversation of earlier in the week replaced with the realisation for my students that this was their last chance to turn back.

As we came in sight of Worldsedge my students began talking again. They were trying obliquely to see if the other was thinking of turning back. It seemed to me that they both kind of wanted to turn back but each was too proud to admit it first.

The village headman came out to meet us. He was possessed of great country wisdom if not learning. He was pleased to meet us as few traders, let alone travellers, came out this far. He feasted on our stories no matter how grand or small. We had a pleasant lunch in the village hall where we rested through the heat of the day. Whilst they were at first uncertain of him the villages treated Sem-buk with curiosity and respect.

Provisioning was a delicate matter of taking what we needed with out taking anything to vital to the community. We were successful thanks to Govinda and his knack of speaking. We set out as soon as the heat had become bearable. By early evening we were out of Sevai lands and into to the uncharted. When we set camp my students spent the evening looking back at our home where as Sem-buk was looking towards his.

I must admit to feeling a little torn between the comforts of home and my thirst for the knowledge that this expedition will bring me.