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[antiquatedsimmer]

On the night before their journey, the Harrington family retired to bed, eager to set out on their adventure across the country. They knew the importance of packing their wagons with clothes, food, water, and all the camping necessities needed for a comfortable stay away from home.

Eddy, insisted that Silas couldn't take any of his tools, only lanterns for light. Lucile was still harboring frustration from her father's words in the garden the previous night, but she managed to sneak her art easel past her parents and into the wagon.

Eddy enthusiastically spoke to his children during the ride, sharing his excitement about teaching them real skills for survival. He planned to teach them fishing, hunting, and horse riding.

As the Harringtons set out before dawn, the wagon gently creaking with the rhythmic sounds of horse hooves, the landscape gradually transformed. The lush green trees gave way to tall pine forests and leafless white trees swayed in the dry wind.

The once warm-colored dirt transitioned into a spectrum of beige and warm reds, with the ground adorned in dry yellow, light green, and cactuses dotting the landscape. The rolling hills transformed into majestic formations of sandstone pillars.

The bright sun beamed down rays of heat over Chestnut Ridge.

The horses, tired from the long ride, were content to take a well-deserved break and for the first time, Lucile and Silas found themselves in a place far from Henford.