Chapter 36

The seer offered Barigo a stool to sit on. The seer’s house was simple, just a small space with a sleeping pallet, above the pallet, was a small collection of clothes hanging on hooks, a small earthen stove was built into the wall, there was a washbasin at a corner of the room where he washed before going to the temples for consultations. Lastly, at the center of the room was a fire that caused the smoke. Barigo sat beside the flame and buried his head in his hands as his dreams still haunted him. This was not the first time he had the dream nor the second but never once in his dream had Jumi or Merea or even Herentik and Phoenix appeared in his dream.

When he raised his head he saw that the seer was watching him through bushy eyebrows.

“I need your help, seer, if you keep holding the past against me I fear I may have no one else to run to.”

The seer took a stool for himself. “I don’t see how I can be if any use to a murderer.”

Barigo hit his thigh wi