T25.200 The Sellsword, Part 9.14

 Panting heavily, Hajer squirmed further into the hollow, eventually catching his breath.

Turning onto his back he propped himself into a seated position and gazed at the Anthre which unfolded before him.

Slightly obscured by fog, Hajer could see in the distance the very faint silhouette of the Supple Qeleres - the bark of his birth.

And further beyond he could identify the faint, cold light of several spheres of Infernal Resplendence that hung far in the distance pass his home-bark. 

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