Days passed by slowly. The trek north was indeed a long one, filled with setbacks and obstacles. Awyrgan skillfully led them through and around swamps, thick forests and rivers. Eventually, they reached a long plain; the ground relatively flat and open. "This is the south downs," said Awyrgan. "We are halfway to your destination."
They continued to march for several hours more before they stopped. It was nearly dark, and Brytta hoped that no storm would blow in. With no tree cover, wind and especially rain would be disastrous to the companies supplies.
Brytta volunteered to go on first watch while the rest of the company slept. The moon shone bright, and the absence of cloud cover was comforting to the man. He thought back over the events of the past month. It had been a long journey, and they were still in the wilderness. Brytta was unsure if they were still being followed, and if so who was doing it. Was Frea part of the group? The man could only guess.
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