ANCESTORS
If not for the torch to light the way, none of them would have been able to see even a foot in front of them. It was night and the trees blocked out the moon, so no light spilled into the cave. The flame lit enough of the area in front of them so they could muddle their way through. Many were beginning to think they were wasting there as the only sound the splashing of their feet through the shallow water was the only sound any of them could hear.
Without a clue as to whether they even had the right cave, they went on, each man's face showing resolve, each one determined to not return home until their task had been carried out. None seemed to even consider their deaths an option, though somewhere in the back of their minds, the possibility existed.
None of them spoke. There wa
