1000 Words: Impasse

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Salover gave his traveling companion another loaded look. The fifth of the hour. Kerin didn’t look up from his wood carving. The whistle was coming along. “What?” “You said the pass would be a shortcut. The bounty’s probably halfway across the kingdom by now.” Kerin’s knife notched another groove. “It is a shortcut though, isn’t…

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