Two days it had been through the snowstorm that had swept across the land. Two days to plough the cart over the frozen road, pushing, cursing and encouraging the horses to speed on your way to follow your Reeve his orders. Evacuate the villagers of Dunfast. Tired limbs shivered in the cold and longed for the fire made by those that needed to be rescued. From the hovel little was left to be seen aside from the trails of feet, some warning cry, echoes into the dark sky, when the Reeve's men arrived. Frightened faces peered out of windows and doors.
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