"How long is this thing anyway?" Hakim asked. They had been walking for hours along the dirt road, just wide enough for two people to traverse. They carried with them weapons and a few supplies so that they could hunt and cook the food that they needed, and purify the water that they came across so that they could drink it.
Spike sighed and stretched, looking out over the view. They could see the world curving out in front of them, a long series of connected continents, and this path stretched out along them all. It was called the world road, and was the path of choice for world traversal. It passed through every major city on the planet - or rather, every major city on the planet had been built on it. If one wanted to travel, they took the road. And if one wanted to make a lot off of tourists, they set up shop on the road. "You know it goes all the way across the world," he replied. "Did you really think the world was so small?"
"Well, no," Hakim answered, "but people take this road all the time, right? We haven't seen anyone, and I had assumed that if people took the road so often, then it couldn't be all that long."
Spike chuckled to himself. "Hakim, we haven't even been on the road one day yet. We've barely been anywhere. There was a reason we set up to travel so far and so long. I mean, really man. What did you think you were getting yourself in for getting on the world road?"
Hakim sighed and sulked, continuing to walk along the path regardless. "You were the one who talked me into going on this trip with you, Spike. I didn't know what I was getting myself into."
"You should try thinking a little more before heading out of your house then, mate. You're likely to meet a lot of trouble going around thinking like that. Or rather, not thinking."
They continued along in silence for a while after that. Though they never said it aloud, they could both agree on one thing at least.
The view was incredible.
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