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We wound our way up the winding path and reached the hilltop at sunset. The top was bumpy and speckled with trees over an area of some forty yards, but a small clearing provided a good spot for camp.
Sage sat on a log and caught his breath. “Climbing is rather harder than I remember here.”
“You’re still older even if you’re not old anymore,” I reminded him as I took a seat at his side.
His eyes held a mischievous glint as he looked to me. “Then I should let you two young folk build a ring of rocks for the fire and collect the wood. It will get quite chilly up here, otherwise.”
“If it comes to that I offer my warmth to Jane,” Caius spoke up.
Sage chuckled. “That’s a kind offer, but I myself would rather have a fire, now off with you.” He gave me a gentle push off the log and
