The first shelter had kept the blue ceiling.
On the evening of day1705, ten people and eight animals reached its yard after the first honest distance west. The keeper had their booking, current water, and the fodder arranged through the carrier pool. Vela checked the animals before taking her own meal. Rennit loosened the loads in the order that let each beast stand comfortably while the others waited.
Nothing in the yard required Iven to be stronger than everyone else.
He carried his bag.
Neri carried hers.
Inside, smoke had darkened the old blue above the stove. The color remained clear over the sleeping platform, where they had looked at it during the eastern journey and talked about their own smaller room.
Neri lay back and studied it.
“Still blue.”
