Death Comes To All (Book 1) by Travis Kerr

Author:Travis Kerr
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-02-24T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

The next day was more of the same, endlessly plodding through the water along a narrow path Bane could not even see. If it hadn't been for Raiste leading the way with his strong, self-assured gait he would have wandered off the thin bridge of land in seconds, and would surely have been lost in the depths of the warm swamp water.

Raiste never seemed to question his direction, as if every tree and vine they passed were old, familiar friends, just waiting for him to come along and say hello. Bane wondered if that was perhaps Raiste's magical talent, finding his way. Certainly the man was very tight lipped when it came to his magic.

Even Raine admitted that she did not know what power he might possess. He was the son of one of the great mages, and a powerful one if his tale was to be believed. However, Raiste had also said that there were times that powerful mages had children with little or no magical talent of their own. Perhaps he was one of those untalented offspring.

Thankfully, the path was not always underwater. At times the trail would lead them onto solid ground, and for a while they would push through thick growth where there didn't seem to be any sort of a path at all. At one point they walked through what appeared to be an entire orchard of orange trees. The growth of weeds and grasses around them proved that they hadn't been tended in a long time.

The fruit was already beginning to turn. Several of the overripe oranges had already fallen to the ground of their own volition. Bane did his best to take advantage of whatever was still viable without slowing them down.

Raiste seemed to have no intention of stopping, Much to Bane’s dismay. It was obvious that with the amount of oranges that were still on the several dozen trees around them they could have supplied themselves for the entire winter, as long as they found a way to safely keep the fruit from spoiling anyway.

As much as I don’t want to live on oranges all winter, at least I wouldn’t starve, he thought.

Raine had mentioned that Raiste kept jars, some empty and some likely still holding spoiled fruit from previous years, that they could use to store the access oranges. By filling them completely and boiling them for only a few moments in water they could keep the food away from the air, allowing them to easily store it for a longer period of time without spoilage.

As it turned out Bane's earlier assessment hadn't been correct, and Raiste called for a short rest in the grove, where they could relax in some comfort on the dry ground of the orchard. They had already been walking for several hours by that point anyway, so stopping for a brief rest and a quick bite seemed like a prudent idea. For a moment Bane even thought that the man would stop there for the night, but he obviously had other thoughts in mind.

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