Thread:GreenMajesty/@comment-11484499-20150928154706

He plucked the rosemary and thyme and put them in his leather bag to sell at the market. It was evening, and the shining stars twinkled over the amber sky. Alveveth paused, and looked up. He decided he would watch the sun set. He found a rock to sit on, and sat down. He gazed the sky, waiting for the horizon to open up and send the moon. After some time, the sun disappeared, and the moon climbed over the horizon.  