The Lonely Mountain - Part 1

The bend in the road was an unnerving one. To their left was a sheer drop, whilst to their right was a high cliff face, preventing them from getting any further in from the ledge. Those on the outside gulped as they looked down. They were hundreds of feet up already. The trees beneath them were made to look small.

With how narrow it became, the widening of their formation only resulted in alarm. Oliver would have preferred to have tightened his force had he known. But that narrowness was as temporary as Gordry had them it would be. As soon as they rounded the curve, the pass began to open up again with a dramatic suddenness. Within the span of a couple of steps, the road had doubled in width, and even further along, it had doubled again.