'"Okay, Andrew. But let's leave today. I'm in a hurry."
"Of course. Today." He stroked the place where his slight beard was beginning to grow. "These ruins where your friends are waiting? Where are they?"
Tally glanced up at the sun, still low enough to indicate the eastern horizon. After a moment's calculation, she pointed off to the northwest, back toward the city and beyond that, the Rusty Ruins. "About a week's walk that way."
"A week?"
"That means seven days."
"Yes I know the god's calendar, he said huffily. "But a whole week?"
"Yeah. That's not so far is it?" The hunters had been tireless on their march the night before.
He shook his head, an awed expression on his face.
"But that is beyond the edge of the world."'
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