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through, despite the snowdrifts piled high in
the hollows.
The wind screamed, shoving northward. As
if warding her from flying south. Begging her
not to continue.
Hills crowned with stones appeared—the
ancient border markings. She swept past them.
A few hours lingered until darkness fell.
She’d fly until night and cold rendered her
unable, and find some tree to hunker down in
until she could resume scouting at dawn.
She sailed farther south, the horizon bleak
and empty.
Until it wasn’t.
Until she beheld what marched toward
them and nearly tumbled from the sky.
Ren had taught her how to count soldiers,
yet she lost track each time she attempted to
get a number on the neat lines stomping
across Adarlan’s northern plains. Right