Just as vast too, and as I felt my buttocks protest with each lurch of the camel, I cursed myself for agreeing to Linn's plan. Our train of beasts included twelve pack mules and eight camels. We had more supplies than we needed, and given the relentless sun scorching us like a phoenix, I was glad...
I slowly knelt down beside it. Myla hung back, clearly traumatized by the idea of a corpse. Don't ask me why I wasn't traumatized. I've always felt a little not-normal…OK, maybe a lot not-normal. Jobe and I could see its facial features better in the fading orange glow. It had no discernible mout...