Zshurii's Song (Snippet 6)

A story fragment from the Eastsong Cycle

(Read Zshurii’s Song, Snippet 5)

Their company followed the winding creek through windswept, treeless hills. Other than the arrhythmic clinking of weapons and rustling of saddlebags, and the low hum of hushed conversation, the column moved in relative quiet.

Cactus had noticed they were marching in a direction they hadn’t ventured on any of their patrols or exercises since the siege of Danuh began. His eyes and ears flicked about, inquisitive rather than apprehensive.

Zshurii wished she felt the same.