Epithymy (The Duskriven Chronicles Book 1) by T.D. Cloud

Author:T.D. Cloud [Cloud, T.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Createspace
Published: 2017-10-29T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Something was off, but for the life of him, Khouri couldn’t figure out what it was.

For the third time since that morning, Sorin pulled out the map and held it close to his chest, reading it as he walked. Every so often he would glance up at the sun and reorient them, taking them due south and closer to the humid, arid forest ahead. Khouri fanned himself with his hand, recalling all too well how disgusting it had felt traveling through a similar heat when he first had left the Duskriven. What he wouldn’t give to go back to the town from before. A cold mug of mead sounded like a dream right now, one he would pay any sum to enjoy.

“As much as I adore putting my faith in your navigation skills,” Khouri said, breaking the silence that had been following them doggedly for the past ten miles, “I think that avoiding weather like this would probably be better than diving head first into it.”

Sorin peered over the top of the map, glaring at him without much heat. When surrounded by the wet, sticky air, there was no heat left to sting as much as the weather already did. “I know what I’m doing,” he grunted, going back to whatever it was he thought he was accomplishing behind there.

“Sure, if you say so,” Khouri grumbled, shifting his folded cloak to the other arm, a thin layer of sweat sticking uncomfortably to his skin. “But that doesn’t mean I know what you’re doing. Why don’t you let me lead for a bit? Let’s go back north. This heat is awful.” If the humidity got any thicker, it would be like drowning with every breath he took.

“Suck it up and deal with it,” Sorin grunted, in no mood to play it seemed. “I know where we’re going.”

“And where is that?” Khouri snapped a little, his own patience evaporating like the sweat on his dark skin. Gods, but it was hot. Did he feel it worse than Sorin, or did Sorin just handle it better? There wasn’t an ounce of shade along the path they traveled, the only spot of cover in sight some far off forest that looked just as stifling with the thick heat mirage rippling along the stretch of space between them. Could there really be a town out here? How did they survive with it so oppressively hot?

“Where we need to be, Khouri, so stop harping on it.” Sorin folded up the map with an annoyed air, shoving it deep into his pack without another word. He held a hand over his eyes and looked off towards the forest, orienting them towards it silently. Khouri sighed and glared at him, but if he felt it, he didn’t make it known.

“You’re being such an ass today,” he mumbled, shifting his cloak again into the other arm, regretting not keeping enough space open in his pack to let him shove it in there so he wouldn’t have to carry it.

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