The cliff was merciless.
A single step into the void would mean instant death. One glance down would drain courage from the bravest of hearts. The drop stretched endlessly, its bottom swallowed in thick clouds that concealed whatever lurked below.
The air carried strange, haunting sounds, low growls, shrieks that didn’t belong to any bird she knew, the whispers of predators waiting for anything that fell into their lair.
For a moment, Anana’s breath came hard, her chest burning. If she let go, death would not fail to greet her and devour her instantly. She clung to the cliffside, dangling by a knife that dug shallowly into the earth. The blade trembled under her weight, soil crumbling around it. Any moment, it could give.
Her other hand reached desperately, finding a jagged stone that
