“The valley where our village of Duns rests is surrounded...

“The valley where our village of Duns rests is surrounded by forested hills. The path from our village to the King’s Highway is no road at all; it is a crooked line of mud rutted with cart tracks, a rough trough where the dirty snow is stabbed through by the hooves of feral sheep. To the east, that faint track leads up through the forest until it reaches, finally, the open country and paths that lead to other places.”

— from the novel SINFUL FOLK

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