Firestone Hot Springs morning star

here was the first land reached by @Sulukinak and cen since they had left the trial and the fangs of the moon warriors behind.

the socket had begun to fester. he had not been offered help and would not have accepted it from those who harmed him. now yellow crusted the outside of the yawning gap, and fever had begun to lace its fingers along his throat.

the heat of the springs comforted cen as much as the wafting steam infuriated him. "bathe here," he grunted, gingerly inching into the nearest pool. "soak the wilderness from your pelt." they would become untraceable, he felt, watching eddies of dirt and blood swirl in the steaming water.