Our path turned and we chased the sun in its movement westward. We had intermittent views of the desert in the distance on the up cycles of our up and down progress.
But on one of those occasions something else was revealed – a village or hamlet sat astride our path a few ranges ahead. Wisps of smoke curled above it.
Tomas was all for running ahead to investigate. But we held him back for we judged it to be a couple days’ journey away.
As for the Captain he wanted to go around it altogether and not call attention to ourselves.
Elijah and I advised staying the course.
A hauntingly familiar melody played in my thoughts before sleep claimed me.
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