If she was in the ravine when the water hit, she was gone. A shudder rolled through him. “Lord have mercy on her soul.” The water eventually lowered to a muddy trickle, leaving behind scoured clay walls and muddy debris. Removing the bright yellow robe, he scrubbed it agai...
Sefe paused for breath, squinting ahead to where the footpath dropped sharply into the ravine the tribe had been paralleling across the Tox. The Crossing. His entire twenty-six years of life he’d walked this route. Now he was reduced to using his sp...