[littl3chocobo]

the day was hot and his throat parched but he did not dare conjure here, even with no eyes to see there would always be the chance that a pipe would be too close to the surface or a small animal would be near and with no bodies of water nearby and no idea if there was anything underground the risk was too great. lifting his hand to shade his eyes he scanned the horizon for the tell-tell rise of a town. his gaze fell to a skinny outline of a farmhouse. from this distance he could not tell if it was abandoned or not but if it was it was shade, if not it was a chance at something to eat if the missus was the sort to need a strong back for something