Day 6

I dreamt again. I was walking through a desert; two suns in the sky like the eyes of some baleful demon. Before me laid a silver path, which I knew I had to follow to be safe. With every step I was born again. The path lead me into the ground and I wandered as some troglodyte until the path lead me into shadow and the land of the black and the white suns. I awoke finding I was myself again was oddly disconcerting.

As we packed, my companions were full of excitement as we were a little over a days ride from the Edge¹. Even Sem-buk was full of what seemed to be nervous excitement.

I hope to find a farmhouse to rest at this evening, but wherever we rest tonight; tomorrow we should reach the village of Worldsedge. That is likely the last chance to resupply before we reach the Darkones' territory. I've asked Sem-buk how long it would take us to reach his home and he said no more than two weeks.

It was an uneventful days riding but as night started closing in we were not in sight of any civilisation, so we made camp for the night by a copse of trees.

1The Edge appears to be how the Sevai referred to the boundary between the lands they had cultivated and the rest of the planet. It seems to have a deep cultural, religious and physiological significance. This probably explains how they manage to remain ignorant of the Kaniliskanda for so long.