Day 32 Of Writing Prompts And Mulling Over Life

Day 32 of the daily prompts:

Caravan

He heard the rumbling. It sounded like a battalion driving through his quiet village. He got up to his feet from the floor where he had been playing with his toy soldiers and ran outside. There they were—the circus. He watched as a caravan after a caravan drove past his house, making the cobblestones rattle and moan.

He waved at the circus folk driving them, smiling a huge smile. Tonight, he would sneak to their camp and uncover all the wonders of th...