Haunted Wood The sun also rises

"she will. her name is two," was all germanicus offered for the moment. not to withhold, but to observe in a pointed and narrowing silence.

as the animals began to bed down, he noticed a detail that had escaped him before. "the third cow, on the left," he murmured, leaning toward crowfeather's ear. "there is a scar upon her spine. not yet turned white." not a new wound, but perhaps something that might slow her.