My poke at Mike Selinker's NaNoWriMi (
http://paizo.com/paizo/messageboards/community/arts/books/naNoWriMi&source=rss)
inspired by friend Owen
The Chase
The stone were ancient. Large and proud they had stood upon these fields for eons. Engraved with runes and dirty with time, Jill leaned in close. She took off her glove as she kneeled and put one hand upon the cool stone. SHe opened her mind and read the traces."Monkey named Notme, about 2 days ago, we're on the right track"