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Having put a good few miles between them, and their last campsite, the group stopped to rest for the remainder of the night.

Barnabas put William down onto a sleeping mat, and then pulled a small bottle from his backpack. Quickly he circled the clearing, sprinkling water from the bottle and muttering words of power beneath his breath. Finally he sat down.

"That should keep us from prying eyes until morning." Kralla patted him on the back.

"Good work. For someone who's not been out travelling before, you're doing well."

He looked sorrowfully at Tellerick. "Not well enough I think."

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    Neville Hunt almost 3 years ago

    Love the ‘muttering words of power’ expression and it’s underlying concept! Jeff.

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    Drew Martyn almost 3 years ago

    Yes, me too :) This story is developing nicely Jeff

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    Jeff Taylor almost 3 years ago

    Thanks all. Much appreciated.

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