But the ice is broken. They might sink before we get down there. How deep is it?"
"Deep," Thorbjorn said, and the two of them leaned over the side to look for themselves. I could see the silvery light of my spell on their faces as they leaned in a lot farther than I had tried to.
"She's right," Thorbjorn said, and Thorge nodded.
"Lower me down," he said, reaching for the rope tied to the winch over the well. Thorbjorn wrapped the bit closest to the winch around his waist, then handed the other end to his brother. Thorge bound it around his own waist, then threw both of his legs over the side of the well. I almost yelped aloud, fearing he was going to plummet to the body, but he caught himself. He paused like that for a moment, hanging onto the stone lip by his fingertips. A look passed
