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Another day of endless driving, with the road stretching ahead in the same monotonous fashion. My irritation with Tom still simmers from yesterday’s conversation, and it seems even he has sensed the tension. He’s been keeping his distance, a fact I welcome wholeheartedly. Honestly, I’d be quite content if I never had to exchange another word with him for the remainder of this journey. His absence, however slight, is a relief.

This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

We’re about three days from reaching our destination now, drawing closer to the border of the Graylands with every mile. The anticipation of what lies ahead grows heavier, but for now, the journey remains uneventful. Unless something of note happens over the next few days, I see little reason to update this journal again until we reach the edge of the Graylands—where the true journey will begin. Until then, I’ll savor the silence and keep my thoughts focused on the task ahead.