Cryton awakened with a snort. Face content, she squinted in a morning sunbeam.
“That’s a great emberstone.”
Hearing her voice, she rubbed her throat, frowning.
She sat up in the sled. “Dru?”
Peering about she found herself alone in a dry, shallow cave… light pouring in from its east-facing mouth.
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