[Novel] Waves: “Wolves were out there, and who knows what else. Maybe that’s where the mouth of the world waited, murmuring in the night, calling the names for which it hungered.”

[Novel] Waves: A tiny crack opened in the road in front of Mia. She jumped over it and looked around. Gerlain wasn’t here again this morning, for the third time this week.

He said it scared him to sleep in the tents, but the wilderness where he spent his nights seemed a lot scarier than anything she could imagine. Wolves were out there, and who knows what else. Maybe that’s where the mouth of the world waited, murmuring in the night, calling the names for which it hungered.