| "I can try," Alessan said, his eyes darting... 468 |
[Feb. 6th, 2010|03:02 am] |
"I can try," Alessan said, his eyes darting across the defile and up the steep hills on either side, wild to find a way outHe had stopped his horse though, and did not raise the bow
"Straight into a trapWhat a splendid ending to two decades of dreaming!" His voice was corrosively bitter, raw with self-laceration
It was true though, Devin realized, rather too lateThis pass between the hills was a natural place for an ambush, and the Triad knew there were enough outlaws hi the wilds of southern Certando, where even the Barbadian mercenaries seldom went, and honest men were never abroad this close to the fall of nightOn the |
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