The Courier and the Condemned Scholar
Chapter 13 · free to read
For a year he had been carried, hidden, healed and hauled. He walked out onto that ice because it was the one part of the road he had read correctly.
Two of them went under with their horses. The one who had been paid to follow stood on the wrong bank and watched a soft archivist read a river better than he had.
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