She had another marvelous wash, and dabbed some mud on her cheek. Maybe the magic spring would get rid of her scar. She was hungry—they’d finished the deer meat last night—but Hylas came back with nothing: His snares had been empty. “Oh well,” she said, “we’ve still got the olives.” “Mm,” he said. “But we should save them till we really need them.” “I just remembered. When I was on the cliffs, I saw a white beach below the forest. It can’t be far.” His face cleared. “Then let’s go and catch some fish!” Last night, Pirra had been too tired to notice the forest, but now she drank it in. She loved the scent of hot pines and the big glossy beetles bumping about among the thistles; the intense blue sky between the deep green branches, and the sunlight striping Hylas and Havoc with gold. “It’s beautiful,”
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