The forest canopy covered everything below it in darkness. All that was visible were contours and edges, grays and black. From underneath, it was midnight. From above, the sun had reached its highest point of the day.
With eyes for anything unusual, Pali and Machi regularly scouted the woods on the west side of the island beyond the edge of Patrida. The brothers walked in faint shadows as they surveyed the diverse terrain populated with dense black pine. Like every other day for Pali and Mach...
Published on December 29, 2021 03:00