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Chronicles of War III: Draven's Revenge
Earth's Bones
Chapter 21 Page 1
Chronicles of War III: Draven's Revenge
Earth's Bones
Chapter 21 Page 1
21. Earth's Bones
On waking the next morning, they found the same sort of feast laid out awaiting their pleasure, though the last watchman, Alanetti, swore he had not fallen asleep and that he had heard or seen nothing. This seemed an odd thing to say, since the tables had been cleared and festooned mere sticks distant from the sleeping crew. The superstitious men further whispered of hated ghosts, but the crew's conversation remained abnormally subdued otherwise.
Each man thought of the cool savannahs high overhead, and of the roasting desert down below. Each man thought of home, and of how far remained before they returned there, and of how near at hand lay the salvation of Verdune. Each man thought of the Lucky Lady, of her foreboding presence that represented rescue as much as doom. Each man eyed the quite, cool pools of sloshing water at the solarium's center and longed privately never to leave. Though leave they must.
All save the three pilgrims and their cargo of fertilizer. Epsilon and Vespuzia often exchanged glances over the fare of this, their final meal together, but they did not speak.
Silently, Becker rose with his crew to fill the ship's water vessels and return them to the Lady's empty holds. By noon, it was finished, and Captain Tipper made ready to sail.
He stood at the highest step, the ten thousandth step, and exchanged grips with the Ritesman. Osgarthe stood there also, and shared in the parting.
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