Snippet #1798613

The wagon moved out, the wheels rolling in the grass. Daiyu could see out the back that no wagons had come this way before. Every jostle, every bump mad eMelanie moan or complain. The woman had eventually got up and moved to sit with Nathan in the front. Even the sight of the lovely untouched land before her did nothing to lighten her mood. Nathan on the other hand was talkative, revelling in the sun, the trees and the wild countryside. "So full of potential my love, just look at it." The man smiled at his wife.

In the back, Daiyu had stopped singing, Helen was napping peacefully and Patrick was playing quietly. Daiyu had seen the man that had saved them on his horse, he was riding near them in the back of the caravan. At one point she could hear the horse hooves as he pushed the animal forward. With everyone distracted Daiyu released her dark hair from it's ponytail and brushed it out with her small comb. It was pretty thing, her mother's and she thought of the woman as she slid the teeth of the comb through her hair.

Dark strands were brushed straight and smooth, eventually retied behind her head. As the wagons moved on, Daiyu stared out the back of the Porter's wagon and thought about her family.