Somewhere on the road, Rhoda was riding her favourite horse to a destination that seemed very important at the moment. Her movement therefore, was with urgency. There was no looking as she continued to charge her horse. The horse in turn, was running with fury at the command of its master. There was no place for pausing, all that was needed from the beast of burden was to reach their destination.

For about half hour now, she has been riding through the vegetation, there was no sign of any human settlement, that serves as quick reminder that she was getting closer to the main town.

Although, Rhoda has not slowed...