C69 Chapter 69

A river wound through the valley, and Tarlos assumed it was a tributary of the Styx. But where the Styx was dark and acid, this river was clear enough that he could see to the river bed. Fish darted by, blue and orange and white. Something in his heart knew for sure that this water was safe to drink, and he brought some to his mouth in cupped hands. The water was the sweetest he had ever tasted