Keldron edged around the massive Malcolm to peer ahead, and found the ground just dropped away from him. The trees continued exactly as they had on level land, but grew all the more massive for the relative lack of competition on the steep slope. “At least we will have something to hold onto on the way down,” he quipped.
“You go first, Keldron, and take Joleen. I will follow and keep any of the more determined souls away from us.
In the dim twilight, the slippery, brown leaf litter made the way a little dangerous for the slowly descending trio. Keldron found himself drawn towards the areas where the trees were thinner, enabling him to make best use of the light. He realised that the direct consequences were mixed as a result of this action; he had less chance of falling, but those above
