The man ran through the trees. They can't track him in water. Surely they can't track him in water. Please. Get into a river. Far off, in the hills, wolves howled. They were a minor threat. What was after him was worse far.
He cursed as he slid down a bank, dislodging a flurry of small stones and sand. There was a small stream at the bottom.
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