"Only a pair of fools like us would put up with this duty," the second man agreed, drawing his heavy cloak of maroon-and-blue wool closer. The air was cold and damp, the cloth was heavy with salt spray, and the act was more for comfort than effect. "We should have joined one of the free companies." "And die in the godsforsaken forests in Teu-tonia? Yer a damn fool, Olio!" the taller man said. "I may be a fool," the shorter city watchman allowed with a snarl, "but it was your foolin' round with that doxy of the sergeant's that got us posted to this duty!" "Now just take that and—" The second man grabbed his comrade's arm. "Quiet!" His fingers bit into the man's flesh, even through the outer garments. "I heard some-thin' weird . . ." He trailed off, listening. "There, Alaine. It was a howling sound. Did you hear?" "It's the wind." "No, it wasn't like that. It was real eerie," Olio said so softly that his companion could hardly discern the words above the stormy night. "Damn! Look there—what's that?!" Alaine took his companion's arm and turned him away from the shadows near the high wall which marked the boundary of their watch.
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