Golden Heart (The Lazarus Longman Chronicles) - Plot & Excerpts
She claimed to know a shortcut through the basin that would put them on the trail of the refugees without having to return to the western city. The forests grew thicker and Lazarus was thankful for this, imagining the Confederates struggling to find their way and having to cut a path for their war machines. Cotton grew like snow in summer, and the air danced in the heat. They passed close to the edge of the lake that sat in the bottom of the basin, formed by the runoff from the rain. The enormity of made Lazarus reluctantly think of Lake Guatavita. There were islands out in its centre; rocky pinnacles with trees on them. He wondered if these held the cities named after the directions ‘up’, ‘down’ and ‘center’ that supposedly lay in the valley, and thought to put the question to Hok’ee but they were short of time and breath. They caught up with the train of refugees, who were alarmed by the sight of Hok’ee, plastered in blood and swinging a huge metal attachment to his arm.
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