We treaded the ground softly, anxious not to make any sound, the numerous dry foilage that layered the floor of the forest made our task next to imposssible. We were still in enemy territory and the sentinels were not far behind, they would catch up to us eventually. The key was stealth, we had to stay hidden until the search was called off. Gin led the way with unerring surety. Even with the injury sustained to his leg, he moved with such grace that befitted a skilled warrior. what had happened to him in that cave!
Saturday, December 17, 2011
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