Location:Seven Peaks — the north gate paving
Date/Time:TC1858.03.16
"Edge," the watch said.
The watch said it the way Tilda had told him to, not loud, the one word. Taron heard it from the gate passage, where he was standing with his back to the wall eating bread nobody had buttered, and he put the bread on the wall ledge and walked out onto the paving.
The light was going. The field beyond the curb was blue with it, and the struck squares lay dark in the snow in their rows, and out past the row of standing coping stones Tilda's peg stood up out of the snow a finger taller than it had at noon.
