Part 1 The night fell, the silence was on the moor. It was years since a bird had flown in the dark sky. Two men were sitting by their lonely fire in the wilderness, darkness pumped quietly in their veins and ticked silently in their temples and their wrists. Firelight gleamed on their wild faces. They listened to each other’s faint breathing. At last, one man poked the fire with his sword. «Don’t do that; you’ll give us away!» «No matter,» said the second man. «The dragon can smell us miles off, anyway. How…