Rebecca's POV
The mountain pass seemed intent on killing us on our journey here. It rained endlessly from the black sky in drops of rain, taking turns and making our path become a muddy stream full of slippery rocks. Lightning made sounds across the mountainsides, its voice loud through the hills like the roar of some giant creature hiding up there in the clouds.
I tightened my cloak about me as I walked on.
The cloth stuck wetly to my body. Rain ran from my head into my eyes and my back, while my shoulders were shaking under the burden of the mark.
I was tired, but I had no time to rest.
No more.
Ruins wound its way around the edge of a very steep cliff. If one misstepped, you were liable to fall to your death among the rocks below. Every now and then, pieces of rock fell away from
