Chapter 27 - Hungry like a Wolf
I clung to the fur on Archers neck as he ran and kept my heels flush against his side. I had to keep my face lowered against his body to avoid the force of the wind at this speed. He leaped and bounded through the trees and over the undergrowth. He didn't miss a step and he didn't pause for a single second. Archer carried a drawstring bag in his mouth that he had collected from outside the tunnel we climbed through. I knew the Rogues were looking for us but we had managed to escape them so far and it had been a long time since I had ate. My stomach rumbled but I didn't say anything. We kept running even as my arms and legs ached and the sun began to set. We reached an area beside a stream. The setting sun cast an orange and pink glow over the space. Instead of jumping the stream, Archer ca
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