Another unsuccessful hunt. Cazzmir seemed to be having a lot of them these days. Whenever his mind wandered, his aim went with it.
Cazzmir sighed. He'd just have to explain it to his father again. And there'd be almost nothing on the table tonight.
His thoughts were interrupted by voices.
"What do you think about that Cazzmir guy? He's getting a little too close to the truth, if you ask me."
Cazzmir's instincts took over. He scrambled up the snowbank, hoping his tracks wouldn't give him away.
Inside the cover of trees, he had a clear view of the path. But he wasn't sure if anyone had a clear view of him as well.
The voices belonged to two Enalicans.
Cazzmir forced a gasp back down his throat. He'd seen those men before. So often, when he was in town, he'd caught their eyes on him. They'd been watching him. And he had no idea why.
"Well, we can't let him find out." One of the men muttered. "If he knows, it won't be long till the entire town does, too. You know what happens then."
"Exactly. They never should've let that old man keep him."
"Tough luck. He's learned his lesson now."
The Enalicans walked off laughing, leaving Cazzmir to ponder over their words. Old man? That can't mean--Oh, no . . .
Cazzmir tumbled back onto the path. There was no time to lose. He had to get back to the cottage.
Cazzmir raced through the snow, panic building in his chest. Questions wanted to burst from his mouth. But if his father was gone . . . he wouldn't be getting any answers.
Hope I'll be able to continue this. I'm definitely liking it so far. Thanks for reading!