Uras headed to the stables to find horses.Erendiz was following him.There were no other living things in the barn except for a few horses. He headed for a white mare at the end of the barn. The mare looked at him with sleepy surprise as he placed a saddle on the back of the bareback horse, which he had just taken from his side. The mare shook her mane as Uras made soothing noises as she tightened the girth strap.
Uras took Erendiz's bundle from him and tied it to the back of the saddle. "Still, I don't think you should come," he said. "But I promise to take care of you."
"Maybe I'll take care of you," he replied lightly. She smiled at his weary look and bent over to straighten her hair. Uras climbed the other horse in the stable with no difficulty. Uras shook his head and staggered sideways as he put his foot in the stirrup and sheathed his legs. The horse's dance increased as Uras settled into the saddle, as if he was dying to run. Uras gripped the reins tightly and tried to think he would have no trouble. Maybe if he convinced himself, he could convince the horse.
Outside at night, an owl hooted and a wolf howl was heard. "Wolves!" cried Elendiz, and Uras gave him a straight glance and rode slowly into the moonlit night.
Erendiz followed after him without a moment's hesitation. The other horses in the stable followed them.
They were to gather in the backyard of Sage's house. Many windows of the houses in Karagöl radiated pale yellow light, and although these gleams now seemed very small at night at night, shapes moved frequently within them. Uras was sure that all his people were watching them.
A spotted moon filled the garden. In the darkness, Uras' coat cast a shadow. Others clustered around him. When Uras suddenly stopped in the garden, the sage beckoned sharply to be quiet. Jingles and metals shimmering in the moonlight. There was no sound from those in the shadows. But they could feel it. Bilge looked at the garden gate, then turned with a short movement, "They're here in the Black Lakes," the others gathered in two irregular rows behind him, and the patrol marched into the night as if stepping on three different drums. There weren't enough horses for all of them. Sage would stay here and the others would continue on. Ewin took Yelis and David got Abigial.
Slowly, silently, Uras led them across the barn, down the shore of Blackgol, through the willows. They rode silently through the darkness until Dumlupınar. Dumlupinar was so close that the cold, rapid water shimmered as it swirled around the horses' legs, deep enough to touch the soles of the riders' boots. Uras paused occasionally to signal for them to be quiet, but nothing was visible. They slowly advanced towards the southern end of Karagöl.
They passed beyond the last houses on the shore of the Lake and into the countryside. Tumaris thought for sure that no other night sky could be as beautiful as the sky of Karagöl. A black shape slowly flew over them.