[The first time Caretaker and Maya first met, they hadn't really exchanged more than pleasantries.
The second time, nearly two hundred years later, they became much more inclined to talk to one another. On a whim, and not wanting to fuss much with her own plans, she invited him along on a long trip across the silk road with a wealthy merchant that wanted to have his life story documented - as all people are wont to do, of course.
The first day of the journey didn't offer much in terms of chances to talk - the merchant was excited to tell his tale, and went at length. But on the second day he had settled down, and after lunch, decided that the remaining two weeks' journey would be plenty of time to finish it all off.
She'd been riding in the cart with the merchant, a feathered ceratopsian pulling the ornate thing along, but Caretaker was so large he was stuck walking alongside instead. She peeked her head out of the open back of the cart, flashing him a smile.]
When's it gonna be your turn for me to record your story?
into Maya's world you go!!
The second time, nearly two hundred years later, they became much more inclined to talk to one another. On a whim, and not wanting to fuss much with her own plans, she invited him along on a long trip across the silk road with a wealthy merchant that wanted to have his life story documented - as all people are wont to do, of course.
The first day of the journey didn't offer much in terms of chances to talk - the merchant was excited to tell his tale, and went at length. But on the second day he had settled down, and after lunch, decided that the remaining two weeks' journey would be plenty of time to finish it all off.
She'd been riding in the cart with the merchant, a feathered ceratopsian pulling the ornate thing along, but Caretaker was so large he was stuck walking alongside instead. She peeked her head out of the open back of the cart, flashing him a smile.]
When's it gonna be your turn for me to record your story?