A long road

Thungrim Sorefoot leant back and gave a contented sigh, with deliberate reverence he lit his tampweed pipe with a spill from the fire. This was his favourite time of day, just his pipe and his memories. He savoured his memories, the journey was often more fun than the destination. Smiling he tugged on his pipe and recalled the day with fondness, after all it had been… a long road.