Chapter Forty-Seven
The Song Of Went
The day had passed and the navigator had not come. As evening fell, the temperature plummeted. Andel and Huldar sat huddled in sadness with the rest of the team, waiting for his arrival. Gento conjured a fire and they clustered around it, but the heat barely escaped the flames. Pain weighed heavily on their hearts. Despite their efforts, somehow they had failed.
Andel’s hand strayed to the pocket on her breast. There is something I must do, she whispered to Huldar.
He started to follow but she stopped him.
“I won’t be long,” she said.
He nodded and returned to his place. Her side was cold where she had leaned against him. He knew where she was going – just behind the rocks to the place where they had found Lind, her body still warm despite the sno
