Summer travelled with Max, the story keeper and his pet monkey in the cold night, not having any clue of where she was going. Sitting behind in the wagon, she kept an alert eye on Max as he handled the horses in the front. The night was silent, they left the town behind and entered the outskirts. All that Summer heard was the galloping of the horses and the creaking noise that the wagon made as it crossed the barren and isolated land.
The monkey came and sat next to her with a banana in hand. Fearing that Summer would snatch it from him, he screeched and frowned at her. "Such an unpleasant company," She crouched and sighed. She looked at Max and wondered where he was taking her, as it had been hours since they had been travelling. "Excuse me! But may I know where we are heading?" She aske
