Chapter 16: Jones Discovers Something About Herself
She slept badly, despite Argo’s familiar musky-smelling companionship squished beside her in her bedding. Now she was aware of the thrumming sensation, it was impossible to put it out of her mind, even outside the cave. Sonam still seemed completely unaware, but she lay awake under her blankets in the tent in the singing silence of the deserted valley, her skin over-sensitive and a field of sparkling motes constantly at the edge of her vision when she opened her eyes against the dark.
She had taken the little dagger out of her boot and slid it under the rolled-up coat she was using as a pillow, and that was thrumming too. It seemed to reflect the vibration from the cave intensified.
Morning came and they rose with the sun. She was holl
