Monday, December 17, 2012
Chapter 1.04 This Could Use Direction
The ships sailed to within two hundred feet of the docks. Armos watched them move in slowly over the rest of his shift on the docks.Throughout this time, the flurry of small messenger boats never abated. As the sun made it's way towards the horizon, Armos followed a parallel path towards his current lodgings, not far from the docks. Today, the path was filled with gawkers, mostly labourers and small time shopkeepers, the higher class citizens of the city would take a boat down one of the rivers to take a look.