"Are you sure this is the way?" asked Grey as Iluva directed him to a place with a rickety and almost broken wooden bridge.
Iluva nodded quickly in agreement, "yes indeed, but we must be careful, this bridge is vulnerable. The wood is rotten with age."
"Why aren't they repairing it? Damn it!"
"They did it on purpose so that no one would dare to leave Greenrivers."
Grey's eyes wandered around looking for something that he could use to increase his safety when crossing the seemingly very fragile bridge.
"Iluva, are you sure there's no other way?" Grey took a few steps back and looked at the truly alarming state of the bridge. He also saw how deep the chasm was under the bridge so it was certain that if he or Iluva fell into it then they would become miserable scattered pieces.
"No, thi
