LYSSARA
I had been watching the south and the east for months because that was where everything bad had been moving, and the north was Ashfen's own territory, and the north was supposed to be safe, which was exactly the kind of assumption that a woman who had spent eleven months surviving things nobody warned her about should have examined more carefully before she made it.
We moved through Ashfen toward the northern boundary in the grey morning, Thalric on my left, Kaelrith on my right, the three of us walking in the specific arrangement of the corridor forty minutes earlier. And I understood as I walked that this arrangement was not engineered nor planned. It had arrived of its own weight when the conditions for it came. I filed so, because the examination could wait, and the boundary
