CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: PAST AND PRESENT

Elroy gazed up at the dusking sky, trotting Celsius along a track having short grass field and few horse-chestnut trees by each side – stretching far and wide. After a while he came to an intersection were an Inn stood.

The Inn seemed cracked up with people, low enticing sounds from pipes played out creating a calm relaxing environment. On the balcony of the upper floor, a large crowd was seated, drinking and cheering.

Elroy trots Celsius over to the wooden hitching post under a white tent, where seven other horses were tied to. As soon as he dismounts Celsius the main door into the Inn burst open, allowing a bloody man to fall backwards to the ground. Elroy stood and watched as the man struggled to stand - leaping as fast as he could, trying to get away from the Inn.

Suddenly two dark-skin ladies, with long brown braided hair hurried out from the Inn, they were dressed in lucid green silk gown, holding a whip. Both ladies showed no pity, they lashed the life out of the man; everyon