Roads of Arangar
It was a windless night with a sky as bleak as the countryside. The withered leaves of the shuka trees stood still as stone, and the lack of light from stars and moons dampened what few dreams lingered in children’s minds—dreams of rain and food and happiness.
"Any idea where we are, Tomkins?" Tobias always wanted to know where they were, even though he'd have no frame of reference in this strange land.
Rahg thought about this often. Back home he did the same thing to Tobias, even though he had never been to any of the places he asked about, but that was different because at least he had heard their names and heard stories told about them. That somehow made it different.
Even the names sounded strange in Arangar. Harsh names like their land. But then again, that's what
