Goal of the day: 287 words. Written: 499.
- Come on, it's hot...
A moment passed. Or an hour.
- What did you say? - muttered Zoya while asking.
"I said hot," replied Henney, flicking another fly off his face, or maybe just trying to create a breeze for himself.
Another moment passed. Or three.
"No, I'm talking about what you said first," Zoya shook her head. She wore a round hat with a narrow brim, sometimes called a "bowling hat" because it resembles a bowling ball. Hair soaked in sweat under the hat.
"I said 'Naki,'" Henney muttered. His hair wasn't much drier - after all, this is a Lithuanian saying, didn't you hear it yesterday? Everything is very messed up.
A moment passed. One.
- It seems to me, - said Zoya cautiously, probably imperceptibly to herself, licking her tongue and letting still hot forest air into her already parched mouth, - it was "nah."
Henney lunged at Zoe again. This time for longer. Almost all of his face was covered in dust, and where it wasn't, there were what looked like streaks of sweat from a strange tattoo. It was wild and it looked like it would stay wild until the sun went down. About half a day more.
A moment passed. Zoya glanced behind them as she heard some unusual rustling in the back. Something shone far down the road.
Car.
- Well, it can also be "nahui". That Lithuanian language is very strange, he said, taking a breath and turned back to the endless gravel road in the middle of Lithuanian forests. This road wound between two villages in the Varėna district, known only to Google and local residents. And for more than a few hours, the rare pine trees growing around the gravel did not cast a shadow.
Car! Silver! Even from such a distance it shines and approaches, leaving behind it a gusty wind and caused dust.
- Oh, a car!,- Zoya blew out air and pulled her hat off her head. It didn't cool her down, but at least it allowed the sweat on the back of her neck to evaporate. And she will be able to use the hat to stop the car.
Henney also turned away. And happy smiled a little.
- Really, that car!, - after all, if they stop this one, they will be able to drive to the nearest village or at least some shade! And the car will have air conditioning. It looks like a nice little Audi!
Hennye and Zoya stopped. The sun was beating down, the gravel under their feet was heated to an imaginable red, and the trees in the forest were silent, not at all moved by the slightest wind. Henney also took off his hat.
A moment passed. The car was approaching.
Just a moment. Maybe two. Still, it's better to wait than to go down the endless road to hell.
The car has only covered the distance that the couple walked in the last 5 minutes. Silver, Audi, as Henney guessed. And only with the driver, it seems, more empty!
A moment.
Henney grinned his long face and lifted his hat. Zoya appeared to grin as well, raising her hat to stop.
A moment.
The car in front of them.
Near.
Behind them.
A cloud of dust hit their faces like a wave in a stormy sea, and small stones and dust flowed onto their clothes, sweat-dampened faces and hair.
A moment. Henney and Zoya still have their hats up. Only the smile turned into a strange disappointed grimace.
The car flew over the hills and disappeared around another turn of the ordinary gravel and misery road. Dust follows him.
Henney sighed. Hats off. And then he put it on his head.
- Nah.
Zoya repeated the actions.
"Well, at least the wind is good," she panted, probably reassuring herself.
Henney was silent.
Journeymen met in the summer
Daniel