The torchlight teases you with vision as you examine the remnants of the
hacked and withered tree. The rotting beam feels like it should hold
your weight, so you breath in and slowly slide out over the gap. With
each step, the worn support bends and creaks, echoing unnaturally loud
within the cavern. Risking a glance down, you see a couple of the men
stirring. You have 3 knives on you, and your father taught you how to
throw them well.
|
21394124 episodes viewed since 9/30/2002 1:22:06 PM.