He caught Elspeth’s eye. ‘Cluaran has a strange idea of misfortune!’ he whispered. She grinned back. It was wonderful to be warm and dry again, to have good food and the promise of a dry bed for the night. Cluaran had made it clear that they must move on at first light. He was perched on a wheel ...
. . Her ears were filled with screaming. She could hear Cathbar trying to quiet her, but he sounded so far away, and didn’t he realise that it was Ioneth screaming, not her? Hush, she tried to tell her. We’re safe now: he’s gone. ‘Is there nothing we can do?’ It was Edmund’s voice, distraught as ...
One by one, they hovered over the peak, their breath foaming around them; then their wings folded back and they plummeted into the mountain. As each one crashed, a glittering cloud of shards shot up, hiding them from view – and when it cleared, there was only the glacier. ...