The Dark Device of the Great Chasm, Chapter 13

Amates 20, 1277, later that same evening. Middle of nowhere in the prairie.

     I wasn’t ready.

    We rode east out of Banye, following Justicar Copeland to the shallow stream bed. The stream was barely there. It was just enough water to keep the plants fed and possibly give the local wildlife something to drink. During the rainy seasons, it was probably impressive.

    The others continued on south while Evi stayed with me. Once they were out of sight, we put my idea in motion.

    Evi held onto ...