“He sat and glanced at Mallorn, expecting him to be awake. The elder slumped beside the feorn with his head on his arms and snored. Krishani rubbed his eyes. Stars in different shapes and patterns lit up the sky. It paled in comparison to the brilliance of Avristar’s skies. He sighed and looked at Pux. The feorn was lost in a sleep that resembled the dead. Traveling would be dangerous for both of them. He was uncertain why they had accompanied him thus far; it wasn’t like Mallorn agreed with his... decision to turn away from his duty as the Ferryman. The elder had been mild, but gruff. Krishani worried the longer he stayed the worse his chances were of escaping his birthright. Mallorn would expect him to perform the task when faced with it. What would the old man think when he refused?Krishani tiptoed towards the horses resting against the trees. He patted one on the neck and turned to Pux. He wanted to say goodbye, even if the animal wouldn’t hear it. He crossed the distance between them and knelt over him.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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