April 11th excerpt:

Jacob opted to take up the rear of their little group, since he carried the flashlight. He noticed that Bowman flew relatively low, and paused to look back often. His shape nearly disappeared in the dark at times.

The closer they came to the village, the easier their travels went. Up ahead, small, gently glowing lights guided them unerringly to the cottonwood at the very edge.

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