Cliff TopThe harsh wind whipped around me as I trudged along the muddy path. The leaves crunched under my boots as a drizzle of rain started to fall. I pulled the hood of my cloak over my head only for it to be blown back down immediately. I looked over the edge of the cliff and saw the waves crashing around. This little path was perched precariously on the edge of the land, but I had to stick to it. On my left was a huge stone wall that ran alongside the path for as far as I could see. If I fell, I'd be greeted by a quick death. Smashed against the rocks. I kept my eyes fixed upon my feet.
I couldn't feel my hands any more and my cheeks stung. I wished I could just turn around and go back, but I was more than half way there. It was quicker to keep moving forward. And I couldn't stop. The ground was wet and I'd freeze if I didn't keep my muscles going. The pack on my back was really starting to hurt my shoulders and neck. I remembered the parcel inside it and how important it was, how vital my
The City...We moved off again and soon houses began to appear along our route. Small farms with their swaying crops and noisy sheep were a welcome break from the trees that we had been living in for the past four days. The road to the city ran close to the river and we were passed by a man on a horse drawn cart. He was the first person we had seen in days. I could hear my heart beating in my ears as we got closer and closer. To say I was scared would be an understatement.
We got to the city, in about an hour, just like Toranon had said. The high walls looked daunting as I thought of our need of an escape. The iron gates stood open now, but they would be shut at night, when we needed to get out again. As our small group walked through, I couldn't help but feel we were just walking into the lion's mouth.
As we walked between the close packed houses, the air began to buzz with voices. We turned a corner and found a bustling market square filled with people. The stall owners calling out to every pers