The Legacy of Gird
“His clothes were still damp; he turned them over and hoped the morning sun would dry them. Then he eyed the trees, and realized it would be a long time before the sun came into the clearing. Breakfast was another cold mess of soaked grain. Gird was already tired of it. He was spoiled, he supposed, by having had a wife and daughter with a parrion for herbs and cooking. Pidi leaned against him as he ate, and Gird put an arm around him. He wished he could have left the boy with Mali's brother—he w...as really too young for this. Fori sat on Gird's other side, carefully not leaning, but clearly nervous among so many strangers."Do you have a plan beyond training us?" asked Cob. Gird glanced at Ivis, who seemed interested but not antagonistic."When Diamod first came to our village," Gird said, "he wanted to learn soldiering. Wanted me to teach all of you. I thought he meant you had a plan—whoever your leader was.""We've tried things," Ivis said. "And the other groups—I know they have. Captured a guards' store house, one did, and burned it out, but that brought more guards, and they took prisoners—finally killed them.MoreLess
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