Chapter 6; The Void Everything around him was white and cold, it was almost as if he had been buried under a mountain of snow. Ignoring the pain in his ankles Oric tried to stand up but his legs buckled back under him. Propping himself back on his elbows he looked around, trying to think how he ended up here. He had been facing the black knight in the castle and now here he was shrouded in a blanket of white. Did he fall through the floor, a trap door perhaps? It must have been. He looked up but could see only white. Was he in the clouds? The ground was hard and stony, he still must be on the mountain but high up, and there wasn’t a sound all was eerily silent.
Again, he tried to stand, but still he couldn’t manage it. Was this it? He would meet his end up here, staving or more likely fre
