Reforming

the first load of Stone Crows pushed off from the quay. Shagga laughed. “The Halfman has no goats.” “I’ll get some just for YOU.” Dawn was breaking, and pale ripples of light shimmered on the surface of the river, shattering under the poles and reforming when the ferry had passed. Timett had taken his Burned Men into the kingswood two days before. Yesterday the Black Ears and Moon Brothers followed, today the Stone Crows. “Whatever you do, don’t try and fight a battle,” Tyrion said.…