January 26 Investigation after 'vehicle driven in forest'
Dumnorix lifted a stone, moved it over a darker stone into a square drawn in the dust, removed the darker one and grinned in the face of his elder. He was starting to win more frequently, and it wouldn’t be long before he’d have to play another member of the community, but right now, he enjoyed the moment. Some of those watching shouted with excitement. It had been a long winter, they’d lost half of people to the cold and disease, two others had been slain by animals, but they had survived to the thawing time. The shouting was continuing outside and as Dumnorix rushed to find out why, Aodhán burst into sight, screaming and pointing to the sky. The dogs thought it a game and ran to him, almost tripping him over, he kicked out at one and the others skulked away, whimpering. Grabbing a stick he started drawing on the ground, a diagonal line, the width of a hand, which then veered off at an angle, before after another hands journey adapted back to its original path. People gathe...