Tuesday, April 8
Cut Throat's Gold - Part 2c: Landfall
Kham surfaced with the unconscious Ilmarė. He spat out a mouthful of swamp water.
His companions were gasping for breath. All around them were bits and pieces of vegetation.
“Is she all right?” asked Vlad.
“She’ll be fine.” Kham leaned over Ilmarė. “She just needs a little mouth to—“
Ilmarė grabbed Kham by the jaw and shoved him away. “I’m fine, thanks.”
Kham rubbed his jaw. “So what were you all doing while I was rescuing the damsel in distress?”
“Fighting a rrhiillîissaa,” said Cal.
“A ree-WHAT-sa?”
“But it dove under the water just now,” said Beldin. His beard was dripping wet. “Maybe you scared it off.”
“Yeah, right,” said Kham. [MORE]
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