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to quell the flames, a
gust of wind swept up the fire, quickly spreading the smoke and
heat toward the small pine trees along the road.
    Urith ran toward the path ,
watching his wife trying to back the cart away from the herd.
However, the erba stubbornly resisted her
control. A branch suddenly snapped when the sap inside exploded,
sending a shower of sparks drifting down upon the spooked, shaggy
beasts. The herd immediately panicked, scrambling away with loud
snorts and bellows. While smoke filled the area, obscuring Urith’s
view, the frightened animals dashed headlong
into the erba, while Earmis attempted to turn the small cart. The
crash between the animals nearly unseated the woman. She grabbed
the seat, desperately holding on when several erbas pushed into her
wagon. The animal she controlled suddenly tried to back up, causing
the cart to slide to the edge of the road. More animals crashed
into the erba as it backed away, sending the wooden wheels over the
edge. Amid the animal’s loud bellowing , Earmis
screamed as she felt the massive push from the herd forcing the
cart into the ravine. Before she could jump, the erba attached to
the wagon desperately tried to join the others, shaking its massive
body to rid itself of the yoke. However, the wave of erbas pushed
the animal out of the way, sending the screaming beast and cart
into the ravine. The thrashing beast fell into the cart sending
both tumbling down the steep embankment.
    By the time Urith reached the spot where the cart had fallen into the ravine, dust and smoke
covered the area. He forgot the fire. Instead, he hurled himself over the edge, yelling for Earmis. Sliding down
the hard dirt, trying to avoid the rocks and bushes jetting out of
the soil, he landed hard on a small boulder near the upturned
wagon. Despite the pain, he stumbled forward, feeling his stomach
sink when he saw the green cloth under the cart’s side. Urith paid
no attention to the erba’s dying bellows as he limped by, coming to
a wheel that still slowly spun. Under one of the wooden sides, he
could see his wife’s leg, partially covered by her green robe. The
man reached down to the edge of the wagon and
tried to lift. The broken cart moved up slightly. Gathering all of
his strength, he then heaved up until it tipped over to its side.
The warrior stared down into the open eyes of his dead wife as she
lay next to the covered corpse of his father. When the farmer first
heard the anguished, growling scream from the ravine, he swore it
was the cry of a dying animal.

Chapter 2
Survival
     
     
    Now beyond human control, the fire climbed into the
nearby hills as the wind pushed it away from them, into the hills
and leaving blackened earth. The smell of charcoal filled the air
as the farmer watched the flames race away from the area. Below in
the ravine, the farmer saw a silent Urith trying to pull the body
of his wife from the broken cart. The farmer scrambled down and
helped the large man carry the bodies of the blonde woman and
covered body of a man from the ravine. The two men laid the bodies on the side of the trail. The grizzled farmer gave the giant man his sympathy, telling
his name was Alfard . However, the warrior only walked over to the ledge looking down at
the remains of the wagon and the erba. The man paid no attention to his words of condolence. He observed the
giant man held no will of his own. His ossane
was gone, and the warrior sat between
the bodies at the edge of the road, still staring down at the
wreckage below.
    For his part, Alfard looked
over the blackened landscape on the other side of the road as he
told the silent Esterblud how he came upon the small fire as he
drove his erbas to the city for slaughter. The stillness of the
warrior sitting next to the bodies spooked the man, and he began to speak quickly like he needed to explain.
    “ I would have sacrificed my whole
herd to the gods, so they wouldn’t have harmed your woman.” The man
told the unhearing