The Road to the Great Eastern Sea
J. Comer
Tracking
He woke and Hilojat was gone. He waited, still, for footsteps, for a figure to show near their fire, but there was nothing. Longer he listened, but no sounds, nothing to indicate that there were others in the world, on Pendleton’s World. The manhorses stirred, perhaps sensing him awake. It was
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