CLARABEL’S POV
He crept forward into the widening cavern, and I followed in his shadow, my hands gripping the fabric of his leather vest just to keep myself from screaming. We reached the lip of a large, vaulted underground chamber, and the full horror of the situation finally opened up before us.
The tunnel opened into a massive ravine split through the cavern floor, a black abyss yawning in the center of the room. On the opposite side was a partially collapsed, crumbling stone ledge, the exact place where Kaedryn was.
He was curled into a tight ball, his small knees tucked against his chest, his blue tunic torn and stained with dirt and blood. One wrong movement, one single slip of the shifting gravel beneath him, would send him falling into the deep ravine below.
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