Location:The Millford Road — north of the Halbrook holding; a rock shelf above the road; the long rise
Date/Time:TC1858.03.27 – TC1858.03.29
"Nothing."
Edric's voice came off the barn roof behind her, thin with the cold, and Brisk heard every letter of it. She was through the broken road wall and into the old ruts, and the snow between the ruts was frozen into ridges that took her boots badly if she stepped on them, so she didn't.
"Nothing," again, and that one was fainter. She'd gone forty paces, maybe fifty. She kept her eyes on the road and listened for the third, and it didn't come, or it came, and the distance ate it. After that there was only the sound of her own boots.
