In the morning, two contingents rode to Dambu, burning as they went.
The wind was changing, though still coming from slightly north of west. By afternoon, the wind came almost directly from the south. The contingents from Dambu met up with the ones from the hall as the grasses and burned scrub in a line north of the road west.
At least tomorrow's travels for the first mile or so should be clear.
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Wherever I Am
Science FictionCollege-age Kevin Covali and his family have lived on his uncle's estate for the last year instead of in the city. When he and his sister Allie are attacked on the road home from school, he finds out that there is more to his family than he ever sus...
