Hemlock And The Dead God's Legacy (Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
As he neared the crest of the ridge, Feysal slowed his camosaur. She responded willingly, grunting softly with approval, for the fast pace had not been easy on her. Slowly, the expanse of the plateau came into view. Feysal deemed it fortunate that Urimba was so inhospitable, for it meant that the Harith, who had set out to raze his camps, would be weakened by the hard journey across it. Crossing Urimba was an unexpected and bold line of attack, but one of Feysal's spies had reported the movement in time for Feysal to ride out with his fighters to meet the Harith threat. Between the earthy colors of the bordering, rocky mesas, which were resplendent even when muted by darkness—as they were now—and the backdrop of a mountain range whose passes led down to the gently down-sloping Urimba, Feysal could see an encampment which lay just a few miles distant. Oddly, though it was the hour for tea and bread (and perhaps camosaur meat, if hunger and scarcity dictated), there were no campfires lit. Instead, there were pillars of smoke rising, as if fires had recently been extinguished.
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