Chapter 89

They never look up.

That is their first mistake.

Wolves and dragons keep their eyes on the ground, on the hunt, on the lines that divide one territory from another. They speak of strength and blood and loyalty, as if those are not just other words for fear.

Water does not fear.

It remembers.

I walk the ridge above the forest, my human feet leaving no mark on the damp soil. The rain has only just p