Fools Gold River

It would be a gamble, if he ran straight, he would have some chances of making it. But if this didn't work, if the river was not as expected, then things would get very hard, very fast. But it was too late to second guess for he had already changed direction and was now heading toward the river. In the distance he heard the hounds getting closer, for they were still following his old trail... "As long as the wind isn't blowing my sent to them." He ran hard and thought harder, for what would come next would be an incredible challenge.

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