Outbursts of insanity

It was probably noon by now, the sun was high in the air, exactly in the middle of the sky. It was very hot, I felt the amount of sweat that was pouring down from my head and through my entire body. Those moments were weird as the whole world around us, the sky was changing every minute or so, at one point it became so annoying that it wasn't even worth paying attention to. One time it's cold winter and the other is the hottest of summers. I want to get out of this kingdom as fast as possible, even though I expect what might happen in the country of demons. I just want to see it already, maybe they aren't that bad? At least not to the point where I don't want to associate with any of them. Why am I thinking about it even when I am not there yet? The road is still long, a week at least. And here I am, already thinking about what might happen there.