Noctis
(Katala eighteen years old, Noctis nineteen)
“What do you see?” screamed Kun at me over the loud sound of the wind.
The heavy blizzard made it impossible to see much, but my shadows could feel a small crevice on the rock’s wall, about ten steps ahead of us. It was just a crack but it slowly opened into a circular cavern that felt roomy enough for the three of us. I squinted against the cold wind biting the skin of my face and tried to look down to the rocky passage that connected the Descer Mountains with the limits of Naccanash. The entire valley was covered by a thick layer of snow and it was blanketed by heavy darkness, the kind of darkness that remained in a place after many days without the touch of the sun covering the land.
I motioned for my brothers to follow
