The Journey to Koss's Tomb
*** Tasren arrived at the north gate just as the warm red sun rose in the sky over the city's eastern part. The night had been cold, so the morning sun proved to be a welcomed relief. The second moon, Leon, set in the west. He looked to the rode that began there at the gate, and the stable doors opened. Toya rode out with a horse saddled and in tow; next came Leeann on a ruddy mare with a packhorse in tow. Leeann sat proudly on her mare, wearing a blue tunic and blue trousers. Tasren smiled as he saw her form exposed by the decidedly feminine tunic. His smile faded as Toya rode between them and handed the reins of the saddled spare horse to him. “Good morning, your horse,” Toya said. Stern as ever. “They had them saddled for you guys aye," Tasren asked, mounting his dappled mare. “No,
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