1, 2, 3..... 9, 80
the abbacus clicked as it shifted beneath grey-white feathers. A metallic plink matched in time as each penny was dropped into the small wooden box at the foot of the desk.
The Piegon merchant let out a deep sigh as he laid his head on the cool metal frame. The all too cluttered room only faintly illuminated by light of the glow moss outside, made Red feel even more trapped in a corner. If only he had counted before the moon dances' end, he would have caught this miscalculation before the twins drifted apart. It would be a whole year until he could return to his coffers on the third moon.
By now Red Gold had nearly a 1/4 left of the journey to Day Dream inn. The disheartened accountant just had to hope this amount would suffice for the fesivities planed come new years.
now sitting up in his chair the bird adjusted his glasses and stood up. Peering out of the little window, in his little room, in the little cabin nestled in a crater on the moon; Red took in the view of Hæth from above. The sweeping valleys and dew soaked fields all blended together from this height, so far that even if his wings could carry him the trip would be ill-advised. He almost couldn't think it possible that such a beautiful land would be steeped in the poison of war.
But he did know better than that. Of course the wars are over now and violence is seldom found; but pretending like they were never there would just discount the experience of those working to rebuild, recover, and heal their communities. Their stories of what was are just as important to the future as the wonderful natures that surround them. Shaking his head to clear the thought, Red turned away from the window. Three moths fluttered by outside, out of his view, making their way to the fourth moon, to daydream inn where their spirits can rest for the new year.
With nothing to do but think, Red sat back down in his chair with hopes to clear his mind. Best to count one more time anyways, he thought as a picked up the heavy box at the foot of the table.
1, 2, 3.. 5.. 10....