Slice Of Life (1)

(Your author needed a day to get into the mood for this one...)

Nti Anem placed his hand on the bolder and closed his eyes, “It’s been long, old friend.” he muttered to it. The boulder hummed then quietened and they found themselves in wide colour filled grassland. The soft wind waved around the grass hitting the sparse trees across the plains. The backdrop of a mountain in the distance set the scene.

“We should build some shelter.” Nti Anem said and Ku Jian glanced at him with raised brows. It was not usual for cultivators to build shelter when they can stay in a cave?

“We will be here long, very long.” he said, looking at the mountain ahead.

“Why is this place called the quiet?”

“You will understand after a few hundred years.” he said and followed the sound of birds in the distance till he reached a tree. He looked up at the birds nested on the tree and sighed.