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darker shade of red. Miya had blushed.
The admission made the three of them a bit closer. Caribo was suddenly more willing to help out, and Kit understood what drove her a b it better.
They continued to wander north, never finding the Golden City. When the subject came up about it, Miya was shocked. They were looking for the self same city of the King that wished to wed her. When Kit and Caribo found this out, they drove her crazy by trying to drag information out of her.
“Why do you want to go to that evil place?” she hissed back to their requests for information. “Is it not enough that I have been there and know of its evil? That I was willing to take my own life over being made its queen?”
Kit and Caribo grew silent.
“What is it that drives you so, Kit? Answer me!”
“My uncle, Admiral Christopher Columbus , asked for my help in finding the city, so that he may find enough of the gold to win favor in the eyes of the King and Queen that sent him.”
Miya was taken aback. Then she laughed. “Gold?” she asked.
“Yes, gold,” replied Kit.
“Gold, like this hanging from my ears?” she countered, tilting her head so that the long black hair fell back revealing perfect ears adorned with hanging gold figurines of a pregnant woman.
Kit swallowed as his eyes traced the curvature of the ears, past the figurines, down the neck… He didn’t believe he could speak coherently for the moment and nodded instead.
Her laughter flowed over him. “You silly man , the gold comes from a place of digging. That place of digging is in the kingdom of my father. What you seek is not the Golden City, but my home.”
“Really? Your father is the king over the gold mines of this strange land?”
“Yes!” she laughed again. “Does that shock you? Why is this gold, as you call it, so important to you?”
“It has great value in my land, being a substance that is difficult to acquire in large quantities,” responded Kit.
“Then you have not seen the mines of my father. To him it is as common an item as… as these trees,” she finished.
“Can we go there? Do you want to return home?” Kit asked.
“Not yet,” replied Miya. “I, like Caribo and yourself, wish to do some exploring first. I want adventure.”
“Adventure,” repeated Kit.
“Yes! Adventure. Then we will see the house of my father. When you are ready to…” Miya left her sentence hanging and instead turned away as a full body blush crept from her head to her toes.
Eventually , the jungle turned to more open spaces. The open spaces became more prominent and eventually turned to sand. They found themselves on the edge of a seemingly never ending desert.
Together they traveled west until they came to the edge of the great waters once again. Continuing north, they eventually realized that they were on the eastern side of a great inlet. Finally, they came to a large river headed north. They decided to follow it, naming it Colorado for the red color of the silt in the water that spilled past them. They followed the Colorado River north for some time, watching the landscape change once again from desert to more temperate and back to desert again. The river began to curve eastward and they continued to follow.
As they worked their way east, t hey came to a deep chasm that seemed too unreal for words. They spent quite a long time there, largely due to the journey itself, but also through exploring as they traveled. There, they slept in the cool caves they found on the southwestern side of the canyon. Then continuing on, they left the canyon behind them. The river turned a bit north. A beautiful arch that seemed to cover every hue of the rainbow lay before them. Yet they paused only as was necessary and continued to follow the river east.
They passed some ruins of various ancient people, and eventually came to an area of flat mountains. Kit called them mesas because they looked like large tables.
They had only traveled but for a few days
The admission made the three of them a bit closer. Caribo was suddenly more willing to help out, and Kit understood what drove her a b it better.
They continued to wander north, never finding the Golden City. When the subject came up about it, Miya was shocked. They were looking for the self same city of the King that wished to wed her. When Kit and Caribo found this out, they drove her crazy by trying to drag information out of her.
“Why do you want to go to that evil place?” she hissed back to their requests for information. “Is it not enough that I have been there and know of its evil? That I was willing to take my own life over being made its queen?”
Kit and Caribo grew silent.
“What is it that drives you so, Kit? Answer me!”
“My uncle, Admiral Christopher Columbus , asked for my help in finding the city, so that he may find enough of the gold to win favor in the eyes of the King and Queen that sent him.”
Miya was taken aback. Then she laughed. “Gold?” she asked.
“Yes, gold,” replied Kit.
“Gold, like this hanging from my ears?” she countered, tilting her head so that the long black hair fell back revealing perfect ears adorned with hanging gold figurines of a pregnant woman.
Kit swallowed as his eyes traced the curvature of the ears, past the figurines, down the neck… He didn’t believe he could speak coherently for the moment and nodded instead.
Her laughter flowed over him. “You silly man , the gold comes from a place of digging. That place of digging is in the kingdom of my father. What you seek is not the Golden City, but my home.”
“Really? Your father is the king over the gold mines of this strange land?”
“Yes!” she laughed again. “Does that shock you? Why is this gold, as you call it, so important to you?”
“It has great value in my land, being a substance that is difficult to acquire in large quantities,” responded Kit.
“Then you have not seen the mines of my father. To him it is as common an item as… as these trees,” she finished.
“Can we go there? Do you want to return home?” Kit asked.
“Not yet,” replied Miya. “I, like Caribo and yourself, wish to do some exploring first. I want adventure.”
“Adventure,” repeated Kit.
“Yes! Adventure. Then we will see the house of my father. When you are ready to…” Miya left her sentence hanging and instead turned away as a full body blush crept from her head to her toes.
Eventually , the jungle turned to more open spaces. The open spaces became more prominent and eventually turned to sand. They found themselves on the edge of a seemingly never ending desert.
Together they traveled west until they came to the edge of the great waters once again. Continuing north, they eventually realized that they were on the eastern side of a great inlet. Finally, they came to a large river headed north. They decided to follow it, naming it Colorado for the red color of the silt in the water that spilled past them. They followed the Colorado River north for some time, watching the landscape change once again from desert to more temperate and back to desert again. The river began to curve eastward and they continued to follow.
As they worked their way east, t hey came to a deep chasm that seemed too unreal for words. They spent quite a long time there, largely due to the journey itself, but also through exploring as they traveled. There, they slept in the cool caves they found on the southwestern side of the canyon. Then continuing on, they left the canyon behind them. The river turned a bit north. A beautiful arch that seemed to cover every hue of the rainbow lay before them. Yet they paused only as was necessary and continued to follow the river east.
They passed some ruins of various ancient people, and eventually came to an area of flat mountains. Kit called them mesas because they looked like large tables.
They had only traveled but for a few days
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