Chapter 32
The path wove its way up the hill, winding and twisting around the overgrowth. They walked on even as the warm morning sun stretched out over the land, until it was high in the sky and hiding behind the arms of the Mother.
"We must be getting close," Cedric mumbled after yet another sharp turn around a tree. It felt like they had been going for days, and even Snow Bringer's head slumped as they went.
"We are, just a bit farther, and we can make camp at the Temple." Jar'ra yawned and readjusted herself in the saddle, realizing her legs had grown numb from being still for so long.
"How do you know all this stuff anyway? You're no older than I."