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Helian thought that in a perverse way, that solved the horse question.

"Alright." The lad nodded.

As did Nemicus.

And so they returned to Weaver's Glade from the city. Slowly making their way back with Baldr's body. It felt unreal how things had taken a turn.

Helian was thought about a lot of different things but he did not have the heart to vocalize them. What could be said really?

The spokes of the two wheels that moved the cart turned on their axles with a slight creak, sounding like they would fail and falter but they didn't. They just kept turning.

Not a word was spoken since they got the horses until the driver asked briefly:

"Here?" as they entered Weye.

Weaver's Glade was just to the south, in the forest beyond the village.

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"They're right behind us! If they catch me I'm dead!" Pip said aggravated by Kashya's lack of compassion.