9

Chapter nine.

Way to home.

And again from all sides we are surrounded by an endless and majestic forest. If I had been here at another moment, I might have admired its pristine beauty. Now I have no time for this - the leather harness of the dragger unbearably cuts tired shoulders, sweat rolls down from my steamed face, flooding my eyes. For half a day now, I only looked at my feet, only occasionally tossing my head to make sure that I had not lost my way, and then again staring at the withered grass.

I was exhausted so much that if we stumbled upon the Shurds now, I would be enough for no more than a couple of swings of the sword. The rest felt no better - for the third day we stubbornly moved towards the house, dragging heavily loaded sleds behind us.

One of the drags was occupied by the smallest of the children, the older ones walked on their own and even tried to help to the best of their strength when the drag got stuck in the interweaving of branches.

We filled the remaining t
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