This time we were just casually riding in silence, I didn't feel any real need for a conversation. What the old man said was already enough to spike something in my mind, an idea of having someone. Of existing in society, having friends and family close. But in a world where power means everything, is there a place for that? Is there a place for something like family? Now there is a strong storm on the outside, I hear the lightning, the rain, and the smell of such weather. Refreshing yet sad at the same time, bad weather can make a change in mood. Such as here, I feel sleepy and tired. At least more than I should. We are already on the road for a long time back again, I think that we are slowly approaching the evening. If we go to sleep in a tent, will that be all right? If there is no barrier something might be wrong… It's better if we find a village and sleep at an inn.