Chapter 13
About dwarves and their sometimes irascible nature
Adam WAS ON a raised white road paved with gravel and stones. It wasn't straight, it was winding, depending on the obstacles it encountered: a small creek here, a rocky outcrop there. A ditch ran on each side, and from there a patch of weeds and grass led to the tree line. The trees were smaller and more widely spread than in the forest he had recently left, and he could see the outlines of small, rocky hills rising behind them. He was suddenly very tired. Now that the chase was over, all his energy was gone. He desperately wanted to fall asleep, but he was afraid to do so outdoors or to stay too close to the edge. He had to find shelter.
The wolves would not forgive him for what had happened at the bridges. They would find a
