CHAPTER 35
George fought for control, or at least accommodation, as soon as the pack cleared the way, moving them off to the right to let the field come through. He tried to pull back the horned man, while Cernunnos pushed for his full form. In compromise, they settled for the horned man in form and surface control for George.
Dazed no longer, George was seized by grim purpose. He could still feel the slowing pulse of the world, but it was in the background now.
He adjusted his seat to rebalance his top-heavy weight on Mosby, wondering in passing what had happened to his tricorn back at the bridge.
He looked down at Rhian. “Don’t weep, my dear, that’s for later. We have work to do.” He felt Cernunnos echoing his words.
All this while the field was still trotting through the way.
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