On the move

Time and time again, Ganki asked himself why? How he ended up in such a situation such as this, he knew the answer. He knew the answer to this, his origin was tough to understand after seeing where it had all gotten him too. Was it worth?

He thinks this while riding along side a path, within his lavish carriage. The jagged peaks he once occupied now disappearing in the distance only to welcome the true mountain scenery. He also thinks back to his father’s words, and also his actions as well. He’d be a fool if he thought he would never end up back where he began. Ganki has no problem with his living arrangements, he could always find a place to stay. Money was clearly not a problem. In the end, there’s no place like home.

Along the ride, he fools around with his pen, holding on loosely to what appears to be paper. His mind runs through the different possibilities, to how he will return, unannounced for so long.

((Insta Travel to the Lightning Country.))

Approved unless overruled.