Monday, March 16
Sibling Rivalry: Part 7 – Voei
The Corlathian Mountain range was not just a series of high peaks. The foothills, where the expedition located their campsite, were full of crevasses, winding passages, ravines, and canyons. Outcroppings and ledges covered many of the trails.
Every sound was magnified throughout the valley. The ruins of an ancient temple, its back to the valley wall, loomed before them. They had to struggle through the hip-deep snow.
Ilmarė froze.
“What is it?” asked Vlad.
“Shh!” Ilmarė cocked her head. “Listen.”
“Sounds like…breathing,” whispered Sebastian.
Ilmarė pointed two fingers at her eyes and then at small plumes of steam coming from mounds of snow. The telltale signs of a mammal’s breath… [MORE]
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