Chapter 11
Jabari felt the wall before he saw it. He closed his eyes to sense its size, then strode forward, the others following him. He shook his head as they rounded the corner. Since they left home they couldn't take five steps without needing to restore a home. Or it seemed that way. He glanced at Gavi, who widened his eyes at Jabari. They'd never had a journey so steeped in poison.
Mugunta, the Evil One, boiled over in a never-ending flow of poison from the Great Waste. The poison collected in malicious streams, much of it gathering into poison walls around the homes of unsuspecting people. Without realizing what was happening, the people became suspicious, angry, and, when the walls were at their highest, completely isolated. The walls cut them off from neighbors and friends. A pe
