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. The rabbit s nose, nostrils flared
as though sniffing the frosty night air, required only a few last cuts
when the soft dirge-like moaning that had haunted their nights
began again.
Tanis shivered. "In the name of the gods, Flint, why is a child
like that traveling alone in this miserable forest?"
But before Flint could answer, Riana's shadow fell across the
fire, sharp and black. Her voice trembled. "I was not alone when I
set out. My brother and-and Karel were with me." She set the
cookware by the fire to dry and came to sit close to the warmth.
Tanis poked at the fire and watched the bright flames lick
higher. "Where are they now, Riana?"
The girl shuddered, hunching closer into the poor shelter of her
ragged cloak. "I-I don't know. It happened two nights ago. We
were camping farther north, returning from our journey to Haven.
Our village lies north of here. You might know it-Winding
Vale."
Flint worked at his whittling and did not look up. "We know
it," he said quietly. "What happened to your brother and this
Karel?"
"Our camp-it was attacked!" The wind mourned long and low
in the trees. Riana drew her knees up close to her chest, huddling
for warmth. "It was attacked by-things, phantoms, ghosts-I
don't know what they were. I only know that they were horrible.
And when Karel ran his sword through one it-it didn't die. It
laughed and the sound froze the heart in me. I've never seen such
fear in Karel before! And I've known him all my life
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