Chapter 22:
“You think it was all a dream, then?” Geo muttered, eyes fixed on the pile of freshly mounded rocks.
“I don’t know… what do you want me to say?” Thaddeus looked over his pack animal. It had taken most of the morning for the pair to go through the equipment and check what gear they actually carried. Instinctively, he glanced at the mouth of the cave, now filled with stone, the remnants of the event buried deep under rock.
Thaddeus was thankful for the mindless work. It gave him time to let his memories collect into coherent thoughts. The events of the past few days blended with one another, making it impossible to tell fact from fiction. The smoke of the poppy didn’t help. He knew it had a way of bending reality. Inexperienced as he was with the potion, he had no way to ju
