“I do not know what the dream was,” said Dathru, “but I know it was unpleasant. And I can continue giving you such dreams indefinitely without wasting your flesh, until you teach me what I wish to know.”
It took a while to make sure the sorceress had really left the Oldhillers’ dwelling. But maybe she had just gone outside for the same purpose as Thorn and gotten lost. At last Thorn gave Dowl a fist in the ribs. When he awoke whining and thumping his tail, she muttered, “You fool mongrel, she’s gone off to find that demon’s turd of a sorcerer. Why the Hellbog didn’t you wake up and stop her? At least bark?” The dog whined again and got to his feet.
Any help the Oldhillers might give would not be worth the confusion of shouting at them. Thorn set off alone, just herself, sword Slicer, kni
