Day 15
Evening
April 11
The miller became impatient and snapped at me. Nobody knows where we are! The Reeve however, stayed riding beside me and hinted suggestively that maybe we’d be better off taking our own path. After all, the knight is proving to be a poor guide as we move on. The Reeve told me that a possible way out of the woods would be to cross the stream. I tried to convince the parson and the plowman to come with us, only they were too sheepish and loyal to the knight to want to abandon the group. The miller turned around and overheard the Reeve and I talking with the plowman and the parson, and completely lost his temper and accused me of jeopardizing the group’s safety. He then--I shall never forgive this--forced me to ride next him as an assurance that I will not rebel and cause havoc among the pilgrims, like I am a child! The reeve denied any part in our little “conspiracy”. I cannot wait for this pilgrimage to be over!
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Day 15
April 11th
We have been traveling through the forest for hours now. I swear we have passed this same downed tree at least three times. I cannot let these people see me lose my cool. I have an image to keep up. I rode up beside the Yeoman to ask him how much longer we are going to be traveling in the woods. He looked at me with a nervous expression and said “Not much further, just over this next hill.” I said okay and rode off to the Miller and the Reeve. I knew the Yeoman was lying and it was getting dark soon so I needed someone that I could count on to get us out of here.
April 11th
We have been traveling through the forest for hours now. I swear we have passed this same downed tree at least three times. I cannot let these people see me lose my cool. I have an image to keep up. I rode up beside the Yeoman to ask him how much longer we are going to be traveling in the woods. He looked at me with a nervous expression and said “Not much further, just over this next hill.” I said okay and rode off to the Miller and the Reeve. I knew the Yeoman was lying and it was getting dark soon so I needed someone that I could count on to get us out of here.
Day 15
April 11
We buried the horse, had our breakfast, and went on our way. The Franklin, the Knight, the Squire, and the Miller, after much discussion, confirmed that we all should take a detour through the forest instead of along the meadow which we had originally chose as our path. This would set us back two days, the knight said, but the forest floor is not as flooded as the meadow. Not wanting to risk more injuries, the rest of us agreed to take the forest route. After a few hours, it was apparent to the Yeoman that we were lost. I am getting frustrated. This is what happens when men do not ask for directions.
April 11
We buried the horse, had our breakfast, and went on our way. The Franklin, the Knight, the Squire, and the Miller, after much discussion, confirmed that we all should take a detour through the forest instead of along the meadow which we had originally chose as our path. This would set us back two days, the knight said, but the forest floor is not as flooded as the meadow. Not wanting to risk more injuries, the rest of us agreed to take the forest route. After a few hours, it was apparent to the Yeoman that we were lost. I am getting frustrated. This is what happens when men do not ask for directions.
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