'Damn, that's high!'
The building towered into the branches. Hex had noticed the building from afar. It looked like a massive pillar supporting the branches. But from up close, it looked even more imposing.
The main trunk was even more so, but up close it seemed more like a massive and wide mountain filling his entire vision.
Their arrival caused a lot of attention. They weren't the only carriage on the road but they were the most eye-catching.
None of the other carriages had winged horses, or even beasts that could compare to these in size.
Having seen goats, sheeps, regular horses, and bulls pull carts and carriages, Hex believed that the winged horses were something rare and perhaps only something Elders possessed. And maybe, not even all the Elders.
"The Grey Feathered Steeds…Elder Marcella is here."
"It seems like it. Only her family has these beasts."
"But didn't she leave shortly? I could swear I saw this carriage depart not so long ago."
"Has something happened?"
