I stare blankly at the cracked stone wall ahead of me.
It hasn't changed at all in the past 4 hours that I've been staring at it.
...
Is this what boredom feels like?
Huh.
I don't like it very much.
"Are you going to move now, Archi?"
I turn my head to face the voice of my friend, A, as he speaks to me.
I turn back to the wall.
"I think I'm bored."
"you don't say? You've been staring at that wall for 6 hours now.
I was 2 hours off. Alright then.
"So, what do you want to do, Archi?"
"I've told you, I don't like that nick-name, call me Archiel, please."
A sighs, tugging on my mane.
"You should get up now, Archiel."
I huff and st