They rode through the forest until the light faded from the canopy. Travelling north with the sun starting to set beside them. They broke from the treeline and rediscovered the road that they’d travelled through the country on. Once free of the forest, it was clear why the sky was darker than Sastra had expected. Heavy rain clouds were gathering over the fjord and the eastern horizon. Travelling quickly like a swollen tide across the sky. Jason encouraged her to ride hard, spotting a collection of buildings a little further up the road. With an uneasy look back at the treeline, Sastra followed without complaint. Eager to be away from the storm she was sure would follow them.
Jason’s decision was found, in the collection of buildings they found a tower that rose up from a low hill. A numb
