Grayrock is not a rock and it is not gray, which feels like a personal betrayal when you have ridden all night to get there.It is a pass, narrow and ugly, with cliffs on both sides that funnel wind and wolves and anything else stupid enough to try to get through, and Stoneclaw has built a depot in the middle of it, half tents and half wooden walls, because they are planning to stay. Crates of dried meat, barrels of water, weapons stacked like firewood, and at least forty wolves guarding it who are not expecting to be hit, because who would be stupid enough to hit a supply line when you are outnumbered three to one?We would."We are stupid," Silas whispers from where we are crouched on the ridge above, looking down at the depot through Kain’s spyglass. "I just want it noted for history that we are very, very stupid and brave.""We are not stupid," Kain says, but he is marking positions on his map with charcoal, and his hand is steady, which means he is scared. Kain’s hands only get s
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