Lastly Berk embraced Bekki and slapped him on the back, yet all he could manage to say was, "Chakka shok, Bekki, Chakka cor."
"Aye, Grandsire, holtwarder," replied Bekki, wiping his eyes.
Bidding farewell, the five of them led the animals out through the side postern into the frigid air, their breath blowing white in the chill.
Pulling on his gloves, Tip mounted, as did they all.
He looked about at the snow-laden peaks rearing into the frozen sky, ice glittering in the diamond-bright cold winter sun. It was the fifteenth of December and a scintil-lant blanket lay over all.
Taking up the reins of his pony, he said, "Come on, my friends, let's ride. We've a coin to deliver."
And down from the mountain they rode.
It's all connected, you know.
Follow Tip and Beau further into danger… further into adventure… further into the fire.
INTO THE FIRE
Book 2 of the HeL's Crucible Duology by Dennis L. McKiernan available now in hardcover from Roc Books
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