Chapter 10, Rachel:She held the packaged ration. It was more like sawdust held in a brick with lard, all wrapped in a paper that felt coated with wax—disgusting. Courage to eat it needed to be built over time and starvation. She worried it would come out her backside like a pinecone. Better to save it for later, when desperation forced her to drastic measures—like eating grass. She tucked the brick into her sling pack just in case.
The twin moons surely hung high in the sky. Rain fell in a low whisper, washing sound and scent from the air. Now on the far side of the camp, she found a place just outside the pickets she could watch the camp. From this angle, the ditch dug for human waste was easy to see. Commander Twisted planned on staying here for a good time. They must receive supplies f
