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.
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