Sunday, February 15
Nug's Farm: Conclusion
In the morning, Hillary was quiet but thankful.
“I don’t want to talk about what happened last night,” she said. “Let’s just say it was the child of the mother. You must leave now.”
“We will,” said Sebastian. Like Beldin, he had terrible bruises where the tentacles had touched him. Still, Hillary’s magic was considerable, and they had recovered quickly. “We’re heading to Coryan next.”
“It seems you have a hard task ahead of you,” said Hillary quietly. “If you find Livius, please let him know that Sarah will grow up to love her father.”
On the walk to the road, the countryside was as quiet as before. They reached Clotton without being challenged.
On the street, a small goat-faced boy, five or six years old, was playing with a red ball.
The ball rolled over to Sebastian. He kneeled down to hand it back.
The boy came over to Sebastian without any fear. As he took it back, a barking shout from one of the decrepit houses had him running inside. [MORE]
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