Seven Stones: Part Fifteen
Previously on Seven Stones: The Eater Kobb promised to bring back flees the clearing. Kobb and Falcon push on, while the others follow at a slower pace. Exhausted from days of chasing and the return of his nightmares, Kobb finally spots a glint in the undergrowth and hears snoring.
Kobb peered between the trees. The knee-high undergrowth had grown upwards into a tangled wall of brambles and branches almost his height. It looked impenetrable, but was also the source of the snoring. There must be a way through. Gritting his teeth, he shifted his weight from the trunk next to him.
His legs bowed beneath him, but he forced his knees straight before his sway became uncontrollable. One pace at a time, he crept towards the snores. Springy tendrils hooked at his ankles and each step slipped on rotting matter, adding to the foul tang in the air. If he could —
Snap.
The snoring stopped.
Kobb froze. Hot icicles slashed his right leg as it held most of his weight. Something rustled ahead.
On the edge of falling, Kobb eased his left hand to his rapier and slid it free.
Scrabbling came from further to the left. Each blink feeling like rubbing dirt in his eyes, Kobb squinted into the brambles. The Eater had led him far…
