Chapter 28: Queensilver

It was not until the third night that the caravan found a suitable place to secure and make camp. The first and second night, they had slept in shifts in the carts, listening to the distant screams of unusual things. Marion had hoped it were foxes or other wildlife they heard screaming in such a human-like manner, but they knew it wasn’t plausible. With the ashen-kin roaming the woodlands, most wildlife had been consumed or driven out. Human-like screaming was more likely to actually be a person, or ashen-kin, screaming then it was not.