break and enter

The last time she had come here she had been alone, but this time she wanted an extra set of eyes to watch her back and help to load and transport supplies. She was dragging a sled behind her, an assortment of skins and pretty stones wrapped in a bundle. She wasn’t sure the witch still lived in the hut, but she still felt it was best to leave an offering for anything she chose to take.

The croaking of toads put the Archer-Lyall on edge, though none had the thunderous, earth shaking tone of the one she had encountered all those seasons ago. The swirling mist and deep shadows could play tricks on the eyes, but she knew in her bones it hadn’t all just been a dream. “Jus’ keep an’ eye out, this place can get strange.”

“Speech”