Chapter Fourteen
Jonathan looked around as they slowly made their way through the narrow cut in the rocks. The moment they passed the entrance, the temperature appeared to drop twenty degrees. Even the horses were tossing their heads and looking around.
Chester and Tweed trotted next to them. Both dogs' heads were bent and their tails tucked under them as if they were trying to appear as small as possible. Jacob looked over his shoulder and nodded silently. He felt the change as well. Something was definitely unusual about the pass they were riding through.
Small rocks rained down periodically, echoing loudly. He looked up toward the top of the rocks and shuddered. Thick swirls of mist covered the opening above them with only an occasional glimpse of the sky peeking through.
“How much
