I've started working now so I have less free time. That means that the next chapter may take a little longer than I anticipated to write and publish.
She sat back against the large oak tree she had tied her horse to. In the west, the sun was setting behind the distant mountains forming the great desert’s eastern edge. She had been waiting at least four hours in case the others had made it through the gateway. She was alone again for the first time in days, a condition she was familiar with, but ...
Aaron and Kirk entered the dining room. Desprae was already seated there, a cup of hot fruit tea in front of her. On the table were various fruits, cheeses, and meats. The pair took seats opposite Desprae and waited in silence. A minute later, Rarsirrien joined them.
“Good morning, everyone,” he said. The three looked at him. After last night ...
Rarsirrien had to wake Kirk and Aaron. It had been the most comfortable night’s sleep they had had since leaving the Rangers. Desprae had already packed her items and had even made them breakfast. Kirk and Aaron stared at each other.
“What have we done to deserve this?”
“I’m not sure. Maybe we should test it for poison?” Aaron jokingly ...
Everyone had been silent since leaving the small encampment of refugees from Hommlet. They had ridden non-stop, and it was mid-afternoon now. They would need to find another place to camp in a few hours. They had been following the river west, but it was slow going. There were no paths or roads here, and it was unusually quiet.
“I’m not complaining, ...