by Al Sahaba Maulakim on March 15th, 2012, 5:34 pm
Spring 90, 512
Al wakes up from a night of great sleep and disturbing dreams. He walks over to his desk with his ink jar and quill, and starts to draw a simple map of the surrounding land. The map is never going to be correct, he knew, but it would not hurt to have one. He picks up his pack and takes out the picture he golds so dear. He stares for a long time, small droplets welling up in his eyes, then disappearing as he sucked them back up. He moves to the small hearth and puts on a small pot of water.
As the water comes to a boil, he takes it out and pours some honey in it. The honey, used to sweeten foods, would make this bland drink much more enjoyable. Al then drinks the drink and continues his mapmaking. It was slightly sloppy in the setup, but it would suffice.