Thu, 1 February 2018
Unlike most in the barren, Barabbas was unconditional.
Marcus, Yerses, and Devil were still asleep, the trio lying around the smolders of the previous night’s fire—the two decoy fires still within sight, but smoldering the same. Abranyah sat several yards out from the group, watching Barabbas torment Salt, the two a few yards even further, and it was clear that while the horse could not see the dog, she enjoyed the play.
Music in Tincture: Book 2, Chapter Eleven:
Intro music selected from: PrudHommes by Cobra (avec logo panthère)