Portal to the Forgotten by Gschwend John

Author:Gschwend, John [Gschwend, John]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-07-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

A small herd of pronghorn fled from the waterhole when Luke and Adam topped the ridge. It could have been a waterhole on the plains of Colorado. In fact, the mountains on the horizon looked a lot like the Rocky Mountains. They were giant compared to the short mountains where Orion lived in his cave. Luke and Adam drank from the water and then Luke filled up his canteen, while Adam filled up his waterskin. There were barefoot prints around in the mud.

Adam saw Luke looking at them. “Reeze,” Adam said.

Luke looked in all directions. Where were these Reeze?

It had been three days since they had left the cave, and they had come across no one, just these barefoot prints and other signs. They would find a spent campfire here—still warm, a gut pile there, and discarded scraps of food—bread, dried berries, and even pieces of dried meat. It was evident these wasteful people were driving some form of animals with them—droppings were everywhere, and split-hoofed tracks were with the human tracks. The trail the Reeze followed—now the trail Luke and Adam followed—led snake-like toward the mountains. When they came upon this discard food, Adam picked it up and placed it in his bag like a pack rat. Often he would pull out a nugget and toss it in his mouth. Luke watched him several times and said nothing, but finally he could take no more. “Why do you pick up that trash like that? That stuff is scraps; it’s nasty.” Adam turned, pulled out a piece of meat, and chewed off a big hunk, like chewing a chaw of tobacco. He dropped the remaining back into the bag, smiled, and started back up the trail.

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