"Yes, I do," Lomer replied, leaning closer to Victory as they rode side by side. "The sound of rushing water seems to be growing louder. It must be a nearby river."
Victory laughed we go over the river he said, have you not been to Royal city before.
I have only once though, like most boys my age. He sighed. Victory how old are you.
I am 21 he replied.
What shouted Lomer halting his horse, you are truly 21.
Yes replied Victory
But you appear older than you truly are. Smarter, stronger. I don't its just I never thought you to be 21.
Victory chuckled at Lomer's surprise. "Well, appearances can be deceiving," he said with a smirk. "I may look older, but I assure you, I am indeed 21 years old. Maybe it's my experiences that have made me seem wiser and tougher than my age suggests."
Lomer shook his head in disbelief. "It's just that you handle yourself with such confidence and skill. I've seen warriors twice your age who don't possess half your abilities."
Victory shrugged humbly. "I've had my fair share of challenges and battles to grow from. Life has a way of forging us into who we need to be. Plus, I've had good mentors and teachers along the way."
Lomer nodded, still trying to process the revelation. "I suppose age is just a number after all. Regardless, it's a privilege to ride by your side, Victory. Your knowledge and strength will be invaluable on our quest."
Victory smiled gratefully. "And I'm honored to have you as a companion, Lomer. Together, we can overcome any obstacle that comes our way."
With a renewed sense of determination, the two riders continued their journey towards the distant sound of rushing water, eager to face whatever challenges awaited them in the Royal city.
"Yes, I do," Lomer replied, leaning closer to Victory as they rode side by side. "The sound of rushing water seems to be growing louder. It must be a nearby river."
Victory laughed we go over the river he said, have you not been to Royal city before.
I have only once though, like most boys my age. He sighed. Victory how old are you.
I am 21 he replied.
What shouted Lomer halting his horse, you are truly 21.
Yes replied Victory
But you appear older than you truly are. Smarter, stronger. I don't its just I never thought you to be 21.
Victory chuckled at his friend's astonishment. "Appearances can be deceiving, my friend," he said with a wry smile. "Life has a way of shaping us differently. The experiences I've had and the responsibilities I've shouldered have aged me beyond my years, both in body and in mind."
Lomer stared at him for a moment, seemingly lost in thought. "I suppose that makes sense," he finally admitted. "You've always been wise beyond your age, after all."
Victory nodded, appreciating the compliment. "Thank you, Lomer. But let's not dwell on age too much. We have a task at hand, and every moment wasted brings us closer to losing the opportunity to see my father one last time."
With renewed determination, Victory and Lomer continued their ride towards the royal city. The sound of the rushing river accompanied them, acting as a constant reminder of the passage of time and the urgency of their journey
. Victory couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within him. He knew that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, but he was ready to face them head-on. Lomer, sensing Victory's determination, rode faithfully by his side, a silent symbol of unwavering support.
As they approached the river, the sound of rushing water grew even louder. They soon found themselves at the water's edge, gazing at the powerful current that flowed before them. The river was wide and fast-moving, making it a formidable obstacle to cross.
Victory took a moment to assess the situation, his mind working quickly to find a solution. "We'll need to find a safe place to ford the river," he declared, looking around for any signs of a shallow crossing point. "With the current this strong, we can't take any chances."
Lomer nodded in agreement, scanning the area for any signs of a suitable crossing. "There, look!" he exclaimed, pointing to a spot slightly upstream where the river seemed to split into multiple smaller channels. "If we can find our way through those channels, we might have a chance."
Together, they carefully guided their horses through the maze of channels, always mindful of the powerful current. Each step was deliberate, each decision calculated. It was a true test of their skills and trust in one another.
After what seemed like an eternity, they emerged on the other side, soaked but triumphant. Victory couldn't help but smile at the sight of Lomer, his loyal friend, overcoming yet another obstacle with him.
"We did it," Victory said, his voice filled with a mixture of relief and pride. "Now, onward to the royal city!"
The sound of the rushing river faded into the distance as they continued their journey. Victory knew there would be many more challenges to face, but he also knew that he had a friend like Lomer by his side, and that gave him the strength to believe that they could conquer anything that stood in their way.
"Yes, I do," Lomer replied, leaning closer to Victory as they rode side by side. "The sound of rushing water seems to be growing louder. It must be a nearby river."
Victory laughed we go over the river he said, have you not been to Royal city before.
I have only once though, like most boys my age. He sighed. Victory how old are you.
I am 21 he replied.
What shouted Lomer halting his horse, you are truly 21.
Yes replied Victory
But you appear older than you truly are. Smarter, stronger. I don't its just I never thought you to be 21.
Victory chuckled at his friend's astonishment. "Appearances can be deceiving, my friend," he said with a wry smile. "Life has a way of shaping us differently. The experiences I've had and the responsibilities I've shouldered have aged me beyond my years, both in body and in mind."
Lomer stared at him for a moment, seemingly lost in thought. "I suppose that makes sense," he finally admitted. "You've always been wise beyond your age, after all."
Victory nodded, appreciating the compliment. "Thank you, Lomer. But let's not dwell on age too much. We have a task at hand, and every moment wasted brings us closer to losing the opportunity to see my father one last time."
With renewed determination, Victory and Lomer continued their ride towards the royal city. The sound of the rushing river accompanied them, acting as a constant reminder of the passage of time and the urgency of their journey.
As they approached the river, the sound of rushing water grew even louder. They soon found themselves at the water's edge, gazing at the powerful current that flowed before them. The river was wide and fast-moving, making it a formidable obstacle to cross.
Victory took a moment to assess the situation, his mind working quickly to find a solution. "We'll need to find a safe place to ford the river," he declared, looking around for any signs of a shallow crossing point. "With the current this strong, we can't take any chances."
Is there not a bridge?. asked Lomer.
Victory scanned the surroundings, hoping to catch a glimpse of a bridge that would make their crossing easier. But to his dismay, there was no sign of any structure that would facilitate their journey across the river. He sighed and shook his head.
"No, Lomer, I don't see a bridge," he replied, disappointment evident in his voice. "It seems we'll have to find another way."
Lomer looked concerned but determined. "We can't turn back now," he said firmly. "There must be another way to get across."
Victory nodded in agreement. "You're right, Lomer. We can't let this obstacle stop us. Let's explore the riverbank and see if we can find a shallower section or perhaps a natural crossing point."
The two friends dismounted their horses and began walking along the river's edge, carefully studying the flow of the water and searching for any signs of a possible crossing. As they moved further downstream, they came across a narrow strip of exposed rocks that seemed to form a natural pathway across the rushing river.
"Look," Victory pointed out, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "If we carefully step from rock to rock, we might be able to make it across."
Lomer squinted, evaluating the path before them. "It's risky, but I believe we can do it," he said, determination etched on his face.
With cautious steps, they gingerly made their way across the rocks, relying on balance and precision to navigate the treacherous crossing. The sound of rushing water roared in their ears, threatening to drown their determination, but they pressed forward.
After what felt like an eternity, they reached the other side, their hearts pounding with a mixture of relief and adrenaline. Victory and Lomer shared a victorious smile, knowing they had conquered yet another obstacle on their quest.
"Nothing can stand in our way," Victory declared, his voice filled with determination. "Onward to the royal city!"
With their spirits lifted, the two friends remounted their horses and continued their journey, grateful for the strength and resilience that had allowed them to overcome the challenge of the river. They rode side by side, ready to face whatever lay ahead, undeterred by the trials that awaited them on the road to the royal city.
"Yes, I do," Lomer replied, leaning closer to Victory as they rode side by side. "The sound of rushing water seems to be growing louder. It must be a nearby river."
Victory laughed we go over the river he said, have you not been to Royal city before.
I have only once though, like most boys my age. He sighed. Victory how old are you.
I am 21 he replied.
What shouted Lomer halting his horse, you are truly 21.
Yes replied Victory
But you appear older than you truly are. Smarter, stronger. I don't its just I never thought you to be 21.
Victory chuckled at his friend's astonishment. "Appearances can be deceiving, my friend," he said with a wry smile. "Life has a way of shaping us differently. The experiences I've had and the responsibilities I've shouldered have aged me beyond my years, both in body and in mind."
Lomer stared at him for a moment, seemingly lost in thought. "I suppose that makes sense," he finally admitted. "You've always been wise beyond your age, after all."
Victory nodded, appreciating the compliment. "Thank you, Lomer. But let's not dwell on age too much. We have a task at hand, and every moment wasted brings us closer to losing the opportunity to see my father one last time."
With renewed determination, Victory and Lomer continued their ride towards the royal city. The sound of the rushing river accompanied them, acting as a constant reminder of the passage of time and the urgency of their journey.
As they approached the river, the sound of rushing water grew even louder. They soon found themselves at the water's edge, gazing at the powerful current that flowed before them. The river was wide and fast-moving, making it a formidable obstacle to cross.
Victory took a moment to assess the situation, his mind working quickly to find a solution. "We'll need to find a safe place to ford the river," he declared, looking around for any signs of a shallow crossing point. "With the current this strong, we can't take any chances."
Is there not a bridge?, asked Lomer.
Ah I don't see one, so no replied Victory
But was there ever a bridge?
Victory furrowed his brow, trying to recall if there had been a bridge at that location before. He strained his memory, but it was hazy, as if the details were slipping through his fingers.
"I can't say for certain," Victory admitted, his voice tinged with frustration. "It's been quite some time since I last crossed this river. My memory of that journey is not as clear as I would like it to be."
Lomer glanced at Victory, concern etched on his face. "Does that mean we're stuck here, unable to cross?"
Victory shook his head. "No, we can't let this setback stop us. There might not be a bridge now, but we can find another way. Let's explore further along the river's edge and see if there's a suitable crossing point."
With renewed determination, Victory and Lomer began to walk alongside the river, carefully examining the surroundings for any signs of a potential crossing. They ventured further downstream, where the water seemed calmer, and the current less fierce.
As they walked, Victory noticed a series of large stepping stones protruding from the riverbed, forming a natural pathway across the water. Relief flooded over him as he pointed them out to Lomer.
"Lomer, look! Those stepping stones could be our passageway," Victory exclaimed, his voice tinged with excitement. "If we carefully make our way across them, we should be able to reach the other side."
Lomer's eyes lit up with hope. "Yes, that could work! Let's give it a try."
With cautious steps, they began to make their way across the stepping stones, calculating each move to maintain balance and avoid slipping into the rushing river. The sound of the water seemed to grow louder with each stone they passed, but they remained steadfast in their determination.
After what felt like an eternity, they stepped onto solid ground, safely on the other side of the river. Both Victory and Lomer took a moment to catch their breath, relief washing over them.
"We made it," Victory said, a smile spreading across his face. "We found another way."
Lomer nodded, his breath slightly ragged. "Indeed, Victory. We may have faced obstacles, but we persevered. Onward to the royal city!"
With hearts filled with determination, Victory and Lomer remounted their horses and continued their journey, feeling a renewed sense of purpose and the knowledge that they were capable of overcoming any challenge that lay ahead.
Victory nodded, appreciating the compliment. "Thank you, Lomer. But let's not dwell on age too much. We have a task at hand, and every moment wasted brings us closer to losing the opportunity to see my father one last time."
With renewed determination, Victory and Lomer continued their ride towards the royal city. The sound of the rushing river accompanied them, acting as a constant reminder of the passage of time and the urgency of their journey.
As they approached the river, the sound of rushing water grew even louder. They soon found themselves at the water's edge, gazing at the powerful current that flowed before them. The river was wide and fast-moving, making it a formidable obstacle to cross.
Victory took a moment to assess the situation, his mind working quickly to find a solution. "We'll need to find a safe place to ford the river," he declared, looking around for any signs of a shallow crossing point. "With the current this strong, we can't take any chances."
Is there not a bridge?, asked Lomer.
Ah I don't see one, so no replied Victory
But was there ever a bridge?
Victory furrowed his brow, trying to recall if there had been a bridge at that location before. Yes there was one here, this road we are on goes straight from Royals city to the city of the mighty. Royals city is cut off by this river from the other 3 City's, replied Victory
Victory's memory started to piece together the details. He remembered crossing the river before on a sturdy stone bridge, connecting the path from the Royal city to the other three mighty cities. The existence of the bridge sparked a glimmer of hope in him.
"There was a bridge here," Victory confirmed, his voice laced with determination. "I remember crossing it on my previous visit to the Royal city. It must have been damaged or washed away since then."
Lomer's face brightened with newfound optimism. "If there was a bridge once, then there must be a way to rebuild or find an alternative crossing!"
Victory nodded, his gaze fixed on the swirling river. "You're right, Lomer. We can't let this obstacle stop us. Let's search the riverbank for any remnants of the bridge or perhaps a shallower section where we can ford the river safely."
Together, they dismounted their horses once again and carefully made their way along the riverbank. They scanned the water's edge, hoping to spot any signs of the bridge's foundations or potential crossing points. The rush of the current and the sheer force of the river made the search challenging, but they persisted.
After what seemed like an eternity, Lomer's sharp eyes caught sight of some worn stones partially submerged near the riverbank. "Victory, over here!" he exclaimed, pointing excitedly. "It looks like these stones might be a remnant of the bridge."
Victory hurried over, a mix of relief and determination flooding through him. "You're right, Lomer! These stones could be the key to crossing the river. We can use them as a foundation to create stepping stones or a makeshift bridge."
With renewed vigor, they set to work, carefully arranging the stones to create a stable path across the river. Each stone was placed with precision and tested for stability, ensuring the safety of their crossing.
Finally, the makeshift bridge was formed, providing a way for them to cross the rushing river. Victory gestured for Lomer to go first, his heart filled with gratitude for his friend's unwavering support.
Lomer stepped onto the stones, his movements deliberate and steady. With each step, he tested the stones, making sure they would hold his weight. Victory watched him cross safely, his confidence growing.
Now it was Victory's turn. He took a deep breath, clearing his mind of doubt as he stepped onto the stones. The sound of rushing water roared in his ears, but he focused on each stone beneath his feet, trusting in the stability they provided.
Inching his way forward, Victory successfully crossed the river, the sense of triumph lifting his spirits. They had overcome the obstacle and found a way to continue their journey.
With the river behind them, Victory and Lomer remounted their horses, gratitude and determination coursing through their veins. They rode onward, knowing that as long as they had each other and the will to persevere, no challenge could stand in their way. The Royal city awaited, and they were determined to reach it, come what may.
Victory nodded, appreciating the compliment. "Thank you, Lomer. But let's not dwell on age too much. We have a task at hand, and every moment wasted brings us closer to losing the opportunity to see my father one last time."
With renewed determination, Victory and Lomer continued their ride towards the royal city. The sound of the rushing river accompanied them, acting as a constant reminder of the passage of time and the urgency of their journey.
As they approached the river, the sound of rushing water grew even louder. They soon found themselves at the water's edge, gazing at the powerful current that flowed before them. The river was wide and fast-moving, making it a formidable obstacle to cross.
Victory took a moment to assess the situation, his mind working quickly to find a solution. "We'll need to find a safe place to ford the river," he declared, looking around for any signs of a shallow crossing point. "With the current this strong, we can't take any chances."
Is there not a bridge?, asked Lomer.
Ah I don't see one, so no replied Victory
But was there ever a bridge?
Victory furrowed his brow, trying to recall if there had been a bridge at that location before. Yes there was one here, this road we are on goes straight from Royals city to the city of the mighty. Royals city is cut off by this river from the other 3 City's in this kingdom, replied Victory