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Saxon
‘How much further?’ I ask.
‘You’re not very patient, are you?’ says Ryen.
I roll my eyes. ‘Do you even know the answer?’
‘Of course, I have been here many times.’
‘Is it true there are others like us?’ asks Lariel.
‘Yes, many. Although at this place it can be hard to work out Okodee from the others.’
‘What do you mean?’ I ask, alert.
Ryen grins. ‘You’ll see.’
‘What’s all those li’l towers?’ asks Elgee. ‘Looks like stacks o’ pebbles.’
‘They are. They’re littered all about here. It’s a good way to see if things have been disturbed by outsiders.’
‘What do you mean? Like a trap?’ Elgee strains to see more.
‘Have you noticed the landscape we’ve been passing?’
I look out my window and see a cave high atop a hill. A perfect viewpoint. There are no buildings around, though.
