Northlanders 4 & 5

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The Raid

Hunter woke before dawn, as always. The settlement was quiet, the air smelling sharply of the sea. He pulled on his boots and stepped outside.

Hella was already at the water’s edge, her boots sunk in the black sand. She had a blanket over her shoulders, something she’s done since childhood. She turned as Hunter approached.

“Strong wind,” he said.

“You smelled the salt,” she replied.

“All the way back there,” but it wasn’t about the salt, it was about the wind. A strong wind was blowing directly inland. Things tended to go where the wind took them, such as boats.