The upper highways were hard and unpleasant, even for the Amal'jaa. Baoht Zuqqa Roh did not walk them for his comfort, however. They moved more quickly than the low, easy roads of men would have allowed. They bypassed the thick sands of the lowlands quickly. The settlement of the Ala Mihgo refugees was a vague blur through air that shook like water, and no other home of men entered into their sights. It was as though the desert existed only for the Amal'jaa, as it should, and this desert was silent.
They would have to pass through the lowlands to get to Zanr'ak. It was a long time before they came into view, but then the migrating sands were before them like a river cutting through the land. Baoht Zuqqa Roh stopped without descending, looking across the chasm to the home of the Amal'jaa. "Are you a hunter, child of Man?"
They would have to pass through the lowlands to get to Zanr'ak. It was a long time before they came into view, but then the migrating sands were before them like a river cutting through the land. Baoht Zuqqa Roh stopped without descending, looking across the chasm to the home of the Amal'jaa. "Are you a hunter, child of Man?"
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