Monday, September 4, 2006
Chapter ???? Continued
Before Tole’ could even make an adequate assessment of his injuries, the sounds of snapping twigs and shuffling leaves gripped his awareness like a rabbit who suddenly became aware of the fox moving in for a kill. He knew the pattern of those sounds. Tole’ held his breath and listened; two humans moving down the slope toward him. He moved quickly and silently up the slope and to his right. When he reached a large sycamore, he stopped and knelt beside it; hugged the tree as closely as he could....
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