Chapter 3
The Cicade Forest loomed just ahead. Under the moon’s light the trees were undefined, other than a large mass; it was as if they approached a giant black wall. Mykal and the others did not slow the horses with the destination within reach. They had covered a lot of ground in a short period of time, and the sun wouldn’t be up for a few hours.
Once inside the forest, between the trees, they stopped when they reached the Eridanus River. Parts of the river the horses could walk across. In other areas the current was too strong, and the only way across would be with the use of a bridge.
They let the horses drink. Mykal knelt on the bank, cupped his hands and poured cool water over the top of his head. He pressed wet hands onto the back of his neck, and then used the river water to
