Aris realized her wrong turn when the rough hewn cave walls went on too long with no promise of turning into carved stone. "Amina said it only took a few hours of walking for her to find the right tunnels. I think I've been walking at least that long. And there's no closet with a lantern." The sound of her whispers echoing in the darkness offered little comfort.
Collapsing against a cold damp wall, sharp stone bit into her shoulder. Aris ignored the pain and wrapped her arms around her shivering frame. It didn't really matter how much Amina had explained, Aris was cold, hungry, thirsty, and terrified. "This must be what it's like to be blind," she whimpered.
First she considered trying to fall asleep, like Amina had. "That would make time pass more quickly." But every little sound in the
