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The still desert air had a lenselike quality. The riders seemed frozen in time,
moving without drawing closer. We took turns-counting. I could not get the same
number twice running.
A breath of a breeze whined in the coral, stirred the leaves of Old Father Tree.
They tinkled off one another with the song of wind chimes. To the north, the
glimmer of change lightning limned the horizon like the far clash of warring
A foot crunched sand. I turned. Silent gawked at a talking menhir. It had
appeared in the past few seconds, startling him. Sneaky rocks. Like to play
“There are strangers on the Plain,” it said.
I jumped. It chuckled. Menhirs have the most malevolent laughs this side of
fairy stories. Snarling, I ducked into its shadow. “Hot out here already.” And:
“That’s One-Eye and Goblin, back from Tanner.”
It was right and I was wrong. I was too narrowly focused. The patrol had been
away a month longer than planned. We were worried. Lately the Lady’s troops have
been more active along the bounds of the Plain of Fear.
Another chuckle from the block of stone.
It towered over me, thirteen feet tall. A middle-sized one. Those over fifteen
The riders were closer, yet seemed no nearer. Blame nerves. Times are desperate
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