Da Doofus
Veteran Geek
The road lay before the two, and Rufus led the way through the mountain pass. Cracked stones and the occasional faded sign kept the dimly lit route from being too monotonous.
At one turn, there was a rotting wooden wagon upturned on the road. The derelict cart had been there for a while to the point the frame had decayed to only a skeleton of what it once was. The wheels were rusted metal pieces, and spread from years of sitting in one spot.
Rufus kicked away a bolt. “So . . . I’m guessing a town? Know anything about it?”
At one turn, there was a rotting wooden wagon upturned on the road. The derelict cart had been there for a while to the point the frame had decayed to only a skeleton of what it once was. The wheels were rusted metal pieces, and spread from years of sitting in one spot.
Rufus kicked away a bolt. “So . . . I’m guessing a town? Know anything about it?”