I cannot dream tonight

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving "I remember you saying that the Wishing Wagon was along the Stonesong now as a trading post, right? Hopefully that's still the case..." It was easier now, after the announcement from Edrei, to walk with his head held high through the Greatwood. The colours of Leafchange were all around them, and Ronin casually stole glances at Remi from the corner of his eye as they walked; at the way the breeze ruffled his curls or the way the sun caught in his too-pale eyes. His lover was apprehensive and for good reason... but Ronin was still happy to walk alongside him. "It'll be alright," he said, nudging him gently and slipping his hand into Remi's to give it a gentle squeeze. And lo and behold - up ahead an eclectic wagon appeared, nestled against the banks of the river. It looked all shut up, cozy almost, and there was no sign of anyone within. "Do you think he's home?"