The Seer:
They followed the river for two days, sharing little conversation between them as they walked. Jinx followed the sway of her hips. She seemed more relaxed walking in silence. He so wanted to talk to her, or to anyone, but he held his tongue. He did, however, have to fight to keep his pants up over his bony hips.
Jinx kept track. He saw no river traffic follow them down the river. However, he did see six loaded boats going upstream. He mumbled to himself, “They are in for a shock.”
His right hand itched continuously, but scratching it became an effort in futility. Each time he tried, his trousers half fell. He didn’t like walking around with one ass cheek hanging out, even if no one walked behind him to watch.
The middle of the second day of silence, the river grew wider, slow
