Vaskil gulped as she looked over the precipice. The caves before had felt claustrophobic at times, but the sudden openness of the chasm below was another kind of unnerving. It wasn't right, vayrons like them so high up - well, low, she thought. But even so.
Steeling herself, she continued to pick her way along the narrow path. She drew her feet softly over the stone, making sure to test the solidity of the ground beneath before each step. The cold seeped into h...