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He approached the Rhivi and the sprawl of bones
The tribal scouts were indeed jabbering
’Dead wolves …’
’Twice tracks, the touches heavy yet light, wider thandead wolves’
’No blood, agreed? Barrow stench’
’Black stone dust Sharp’
’Glittering beneath forearments’
’Obsidian Far south …’
’Southwest Or far north, beyond Laederon Plateau’
’No, I see no red or brown Laederon obsidian has wood-coloured veins This is Morn’
’If of this world, ’
’The demons are here, are they not? Of this world In this world’
’Barrow stench’
’Yet in the air, ice stench, tundra wind, the smell of frozen peat’
’The wake of the wolves, the killers-’
Whiskeyjack growled, ’Rhivi scouts, attend to me, please’
Heads lifted, faces turned Silence
’I will hear your report, now Which of you coed, then one shrugged ’I can speak this Daru you use Better than the others So, for this that you ask, me’