Varek laughed. It was not a pleasant sound.
Pug didn’t answer. Instead, he began walking back toward the distant torchlight of the patrol’s camp. raymond e feist vk
“I am Varek, last Keeper of the Silent Path. You have walked three days into a winter that does not exist. Turn back, sons of the West, or learn what waits when the rift does not close.” Varek laughed
Then the image snapped back.
The Duke’s patrol had been meant to ride only as far as the ford at Stone Creek. But the fog that rose from the creek did not lift. Instead, it thickened. And the horses began to shy. sons of the West
“Orders,” Tomas said, though even he didn’t believe that was answer enough.
