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MY FOOT CAME DOWN in a puddle and I mumbled a curse. The
encampment was littered with them thanks to days of rain, the earth soaked,
and the low-lying areas flooded. It was the perfect weather for a battle
against Brenna’s forces. Less so for walking about the Skaag camp.
I shook my foot out with a scowl and hurried on, dodging soldiers and
carts moving equipment and readying for the upcoming battle. A warm
westerly wind tugged at the flags above the command tent, their colors drab
against the gray sky.
It’d been almost a month since we’d camped at Slayne’s Pass, and a few
early skirmishes had allowed us to push forward, but only a short distance.
Another win would give us the northern mouth of the pass and cut Brenna’s
forces off from any easy access to the Barrow River. If she lost that, she’d
have to rely on Balor’s ships to ferry supplies and soldiers to battle, putting
her at a significant disadvantage. Balor might have controlled an armada,
but his ships were still made of wood. They’d have to stay far back from
any battles or else risk burning in friendly fire.
Taking the pass was the win we needed, and if the weather held, we stood
a chance of doing it.
It was starting to look as if we could win this, even outnumbered as we
were.
I ducked under the heavy canvas tent door to find my war council already
gathered around the planning table, arguing, as usual.
Odan drove his finger into the table, his black wings twitching with
irritation. “I’m telling you it’s going west.”
“And we’re to hold back our battle plans based on gargoyle superstition?”
Morlash snorted and crossed his arms over his broad chest, his black scales
gleaming in the low light.
“It’s not superstition. The speaking stones are a respected tool,” Odan
insisted and looked to me for support.
Hellion sighed and shook their head. “They’re low country magic, Odan.
Hardly reliable.”
If anyone knew magic, it would be Hellion. As a Shadow Weaver, they
had more experience with it than most. But the magic Odan spoke of was
not used in battles or to defeat foes and break armies. The speaking stones
were a soothsaying tool as old as the gargoyles’ first written record, far
older than any of us.
They were well respected as a divining tool, but only
among the gargoyles. Other Nightmares thought gargoyle ways to be
primitive and backward. I was only half gargoyle, but I had spent my entire
life fighting to be accepted as the Lord of Nightmares. I couldn’t afford to
be seen as weak and backward. Not now.
When I didn’t immediately offer my support, Odan frowned and turned
away. “I see how it is. Dream Walking and Shadow Weaving are good
enough, but consulting the stones is a bridge too far?”
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