Chapter Four
				The Caravan
	The next morning Alora and I left in a caravan that consisted of 2
camels with containers straped to their sides which would be used to hold
water when the waterline stopped. There were also two horses which we
would leave in Calin, they last village before we reached the Gebbi desert
that would pull Alora and me in a coach till we reached the desert. From there
we would travel on the camels till we reached Laudi, the city where the
waterline stopped. There we would fill the containers on the camels side with
water and collect 4 days worth of food for our final leg od the trip to Mytron.
	We sat there in the coach. It was nicely decorated, again with lots of
silk and soft pillows at the bottom. A young man named Hegrad drove the
coach while the camels where put on leads that were attached the back of the
coach. Hegrad also made sure we were comfortable. He got us some fifty
year old wine red wine and fresh baked bread.
	Alora looked calm and sat there looking at me. I was bored and would
have killed to have my guitar. Boy woud I have something to write a song
about.
		In a different world
		     Full of different things
		     An alien to them all
		     Trying to win a hopeless war
	Well maybe not, but it would be at least something to do. The way
Alora keeps staring at me its actually scaring me.
	"Um, Alora, why do you keep staring at me?"
	"Sorry. it's just you look really familiar."
	"Well I can asuure you, before yesterday I have never seen you before"
	"I know, maybe it's just that I haven't gotton much sleep in the past few
days."
	"You really need to sleep."
	"I know, but when I every I close my eyes I see Raibith screaming and
hear that."
	"Close your eyes."
	"Okay I'm closing them"
	"Now I'm going to sing to you."
	"Sing to me?"
	"Yes, I'm going to sing to you."
	"Alright."
	"Rest my child and peace attend they, all through the night."
	As I started to sing the old British song she began to breathe softly.
with in a few minutes I was sure she was asleep and I stopped signing. I
guess the most interesting thing to do is sleep so again I drifted off. I hadn't
had this much sleep per day since I got the flu when I was in seventh grade.
	
	

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