Chance
“That always happened to him at Ithkar Fair, starry sky overhead instead of the familiar thatch, no warm form of wife. Usually the drunken cries of ill-assorted fairgoers served to alert him, but there was no noise, it must have been that most hushed time of night a few hours before dawn. What had roused him?
Still groggy, he sat up and glanced around. Moonbeams, shadow and soft light, tents and wagons. Smells and sounds—quiet stirrings of all sorts of animals, someone’s nag stamping, lop-eared rabbits rustling in their cage and a cheetah in one farther away—nothing untoward. Kam yawned, his mind moving hazily. Sleep after a trying day, that nomad’s mare foaling breech and the cut on that supercilious noble’s prize ambler, the man peering over his shoulder as he worked. No matter. Go back to sleep.
Yet he had felt a summons, firm as the grip of a hand on his upper arm. But no one stood near.
Well, it would do no harm just to have a look about.… Kam got up, stumbling slightly over his o...wn sizable feet.MoreLess
Still groggy, he sat up and glanced around. Moonbeams, shadow and soft light, tents and wagons. Smells and sounds—quiet stirrings of all sorts of animals, someone’s nag stamping, lop-eared rabbits rustling in their cage and a cheetah in one farther away—nothing untoward. Kam yawned, his mind moving hazily. Sleep after a trying day, that nomad’s mare foaling breech and the cut on that supercilious noble’s prize ambler, the man peering over his shoulder as he worked. No matter. Go back to sleep.
Yet he had felt a summons, firm as the grip of a hand on his upper arm. But no one stood near.
Well, it would do no harm just to have a look about.… Kam got up, stumbling slightly over his o...wn sizable feet.MoreLess
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