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366 Days, 366 Paragraphs: #227
“Time to go.” he whispered urgently. “Those curators are smart. At least three riders are heading this way. Time to leave the creek and head overland.” He started his horse through the trees. It was only a short way and they were out on the open prairie again, moving at a walk.
They all looked back and saw the light of three torches moving up the creek. After a couple of minutes, the torches passed the point where they had left the water.
“Good luck for us,” Bevan remarked softly. “Now we head back east for a ways, then turn north and ride fast.”
“Good thing these mail horses are bread for stamina,“ Ala whispered. We can put some distance between us and them.”
Five minutes later, they turned north on a small trail and set off at a run.
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