"Ting! Ting!", the bell sang and they moved closer. The cart wheels moved with slow resistance but silently. "Clomp! Clomp!", the horse trotted forth, forehead tassel bouncing left and right.
The driver called for halt, reins and whip at the ready. The horse jerked to a stop, leaning back against the pressure of the cart and it's load. The driver handed to reins to the small passenger and, taking his prod, leaves the cart.
The driver stirs, thrusts, explores countless mementos, immune to the wafts. Ultimately the prize is claimed. Loaded into the cart, the driver, the passenger, the horse and the cart moved on to the next location of the hunt to repeat the process of living and claiming the unguarded treasures.
"Ting! Ting!", the bell sang and they moved away.
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