Moonspear railroad shelter

He hadn't meant to upset. But chest colds made him nervous. They could so easily turn into something worse.

His plan was to take mint to all the ulaqs as autumn came upon them. Weather changes also affected bodies and breathing. He wanted to be prepared.

A small nod. A pull from the wood of the pack he always carried and a gentle unroll. He pulled somw of the dried flowers from inside. Placing the small square of that had covered it safely back over what was left.::