Noctisardor Bypass Will you chase the burning sun in to the sea.

Anselm ran, his life in his throat. The thudding steps to his rear told him Glaukos was not far behind.

He expected the man would give chase -- but as he ran, he realized the bulldog was driving towards his appointed destination, outside of Rivenwood. He choked back a bitter laugh. Fine, two can play that game.

Anselm's strides lengthened. He did not have the enviable strength of the beast, but he had speed and stamina. He ran until he was certain Glaukos had given up.

He was outside of the border walls now. A crystal clear clarity settled over him as he rested beyond the granite slabs demarking the bypass' entry, tongue lolling as he waited for night to fall.