#20. Tread
He ought to go investigate the fires. Instead, Thomas turned his horse northward.
The roadway to the gap was strangely overgrown, so they dismounted and continued afoot.
“Tread softly here,” he instructed his companion. There are far too many unfriendly folk listening.
As if in answer, the ground shook angrily.
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