Photo by Sue Vincent

Note – this is a continuation of the last several #write photo stories.  Part 1.  Part 2. Part 3 Part 4, Part 5. Part 6.

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After the dragon left we reentered the cabin and filled our empty sacks with dried food.  There was plenty to choose from, but with a sigh we knew better than to grab anything that was messy, heavy or perishable.  We didn’t know how long our journey would take.

Once back in the open Silriend gave us the lay of the land.

“We want to avoid the desert.  The only reason we survived was through the help of the Ghosts of the Hidden.  To the north there are the untracked Snowy Mountains, to the south the Deadmans Swamp, so named because nobody has ever entered and come back alive.  I think our best chance is to skirt the swamp to the north, staying on the fringes between the desert and marsh.  Let’s go this way.”

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