He clung to the stance Lan had given him as he would have to a floating branch in a flood; holding it was the only thing that kept him from turning tail and running. Uno, I want scouts out, as far as they can ride and return before dark. His face was not masked this time, and it was horrible with almost healed burns. Death shall reap, and bodies fail, before the Great Lord comes.
They must have put it in a cart, or on a horse. A glance at her hand showed the golden ring, the serpent biting its own tail. Most of the hill had been dug away to a depth of easily a hundred paces. They're still heading south.
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