Drift to Sleep in a Winter Carriage | High Fantasy ASMR

I knew you were good, but that was epic! In all my years, I have never seen anyone hold off a brigade with just a spoon. I'm convinced there's nothing you can't do. I wish I had nerves of steel like you. This carriage is beautiful. I remember watching these pass by the apothecary window, always wondering what it would be like to ride in one. Of course you have friends in high places. Thank God the plan worked. It looks different than I thought it would. I always imagined it would have an intrica

te design. Can you believe wars are fought over this? The ability to create ice at will. I’ve seen the structures this thing fabricates. Bridges stretching over the sea, connecting the islands in seconds. Walls of ice hundreds of feet high. I have no idea how to use it. But I’ll figure it out. I must. All I've ever wanted was to bring relief to those that suffer. One ice wall could supply a village with fresh water for an entire summer. We should be nearing the Ponderosa Woods soon. Once this ro

ad ends, we’ll take Silverdale Pass. It's a longer route, but far less traveled. I just want to be safe. The crown has probably realized that it’s gone by now. We’ll be fine. I know this area like the back of my hand. I grew up just beyond these mountains. It snows almost every night. Our tracks will be covered by tomorrow. You’re shivering. I always forget how cold you get. Here, let me. We can’t have you falling ill. There’s too much ahead of us. Let me see your hands. Icy. Here, drink this. I

t will keep your hands warm at least. Hungry? Here. Try one of these. I love apricots. They're so sweet. It’s so quiet after it snows. Like the sky is holding it’s breath. There's a legend about his spirit that lives in these woods. Residents from the nearest town used to leave offerings at the edge of the tree line. Little tokens of gratitude and respect. In return, she ensured their winters were never too harsh. That spring came gently. But she was also known to lead the travelers astray, conf

using them into oblivion. Even now... Some say they’ve seen figures moving through the trees on cold nights. And tracks that appear to lead nowhere. The spirit is said to have long flowing hair the color of roses. And skin as pale as the snow. I've always found her lore fascinating. I've been thinking about that day at the market a lot lately. Who knew that your request for a healing balm would lead us here? Crossing paths with you was the luckiest day of my life. How strange and wonderful are t

he threads of fate– that such a simple moment could change my life so much. I thought I knew my place in the world. But you've shown me a life I never could have have dreamed of. You're so genuine and honest. You stare fear in the face and dare to blink first. Metaphorically. No matter how dire the situation, you always stay poised and calm. It's reassuring. You should get some sleep. You've been awake for too long. I'll keep watch. They’ve probably never braved these woods in such weather. We'r

e safe... For now. You know I don't really sleep. Not like you do. But that doesn't mean you should stay awake with me. Your body needs rest more than you realize. You've been resilient long enough. You don't have to be tense anymore. I've got everything under control. The hardest part is over. Change is coming. I’ll wake you when we get to the inn. We'll get settled in, and plan our next move. For now- Close your eyes. And let the world fade away.