In better times they would’ve been surrounded by crops, but now everything around them was dry and barren. It seemed unusually warm for this time of year, especially considering it was overcast. He scanned the open area around them and relaxed a bit. As strange as their surroundings were, it felt good finally to be outside the town, in a place that seemed deserted, without any immediate threats from either the living or the dead.“What was your life like when you lived in Italy? Why did you journey so far, to come to our insignificant land?” Adam asked him as they rode along slowly.“He wanted to be a monk.” Bogdana looked over her shoulder as she said this. Dante could not help but notice her dark eyes sparkle just a tiny bit, and the hint of a smile on the one side of her mouth. Radovan snorted a laugh at her playful remark, and she turned back forward. “You did too,” she chided him.“Yes, I did once want to be a monk,” Dante said. “Instead I joined the apothecaries’ guild.
