Morgan
The small fire crackled and popped, throwing off a small amount of heat. I fed it some small sticks to keep it burning, a must if we were going to make it through the cold night. I hugged my knees close to my chest as I watched them burn, though I wasn"t sure if it was the emotions or the exhaustion that was making me feel so despondent. Perhaps it was a combination of both.
Days of walking had taken it out of me, and there were still two more ahead of us before we reached our destination.
A bird chirped somewhere in the trees around me and I flinched, tightening my cloak around me.
"They"re not all spies," a warm voice said.
I looked up, some of my worries slipping away as Gus approached and sat down next to me. He looked as if he was still trying to shake some of the sleep fr
