The milestone marked was nothing more than a jagged tooth of granite, but to Elara, it was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. It meant the Stone Road was finally ending.
Her boots, once sturdy leather, were now thin and frayed. Every step on the unyielding surface sent a jolt of pain up her shins. In the Silence, the only sound was the rhythmic scuff-tap, scuff-tap of her journey. It was a lonely music. 8 : Stone Road
She took a deep breath, the air finally smelling of damp pine and life, and stepped off the stone. For the first time in days, the world was soft. The milestone marked was nothing more than a
Elara stopped at the very edge, where the last stone met the dirt. She looked back at the long, grey spine she had conquered. It looked like a scar on the earth, a monument to a people who wanted to walk without ever touching the ground. Every step on the unyielding surface sent a