RED MOON (Chapter 2)


By Elizabeth Kelly CHAPTER TWO “What on the gods’ earth were you thinking, Tristan?” Marshall frowned at him as he clucked loudly to the horses. The wagon started with a jolt and Marshall slapped the reins gently on the horses’ backs, encouraging them to move faster. They pulled onto the dusty road, the wagon creaking and groaning as they drove toward their camp. “What do you mean?” Tristan asked. “The Red? Are you deliberately trying to curse us?” “That’s nothing more than an old wives’ tale, Marshall,” Tristan scoffed derisively.…

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