As this story continues to unfold, I would love to share portions of it with you. For writing isn’t to be kept and horded. but to be shared -so to inspire and endear. I have been going back and forth on the name of it, and am currently rooting for “awakening”, but for previous excerpts, they are listed under “city of mist”….hmmm. kinda like that one too. What to do?!!
I hope that you like this little piece of my creative soul! 🙂
19-[…..and down the rabbit hole we go.]
They walked toward the side of the city where the forest grew closest to its slopes. Akira hoped that they would not need ropes to repel down the side of it. She remembered that this side of the mountain had a sheer faced cliff that plunged directly down into a riverbed filled with rocks. She didn’t know if she was up to the adventure after so recently having been half dead. As they approached the edge of the cliff, she noted that the wall ended just before the sheer face. Wind blew and whistled here, bringing in the cool salty breeze of the sea to the north of Marmaron. As they stopped at the cliff’s edge, Akira looked at her friend with an expression that said, seriously? “I’m not jumping if that’s what you think.” She said matter-of-factly.
Mairwen chuckled. “No. I’m not either. Over here.” She led Akira to where the cliff met the wall. There was a small scrubby bush growing close to the edge, and Mairwen stepped around it, peering just over the edge. There on the cliff face was a small ledge that sat just outside of a hole in the wall, like a small cave opening. It lay about three or four feet from the top, but the ledge was narrow, and there would be nothing to stop their descent if their footing was not sure.
“Ummm, I’m not sure about this Mairwen.” Akira hesitated.
“I know, it looks pretty scary. But I have been down to the ledge already and it is not as bad as it appears. And there is plenty of room for your feet. just go in as soon as you get there. Besides, We have this.” Mairwen reached down under the bush and produced a rope who’s end was fastened to its trunk. “Courtesy of Elior,” she smiled brightly.
“My, you have been busy today, she chided. “Good to know that while I was dying, you were having an adventure.”
Mairwen put her arm around her friends shoulder. “I wouldn’t want your almost death to go to waste,” she returned. “By the way,” she added, “I’m awfully glad that you didn’t. Die that is.” She hugged her tightly, then looked back over the edge.
“Me too, Mair, me too.” Taking a deep breath to steel her nerves, she grasped the rope firmly. Dropping slowly down the wall and reaching with her toes, she felt the firmness of the ledge beneath her. When both feet were securely down on the rock, she squatted and looked into the hole.
It was small. No bigger than a foxes hole, or maybe a large rabbit. It would be a tight squeeze to get through it. But staying perched on this ledge with her heart in her throat was not an option. She was beginning to wonder about the wisdom of this plan. “Mairwen, how do we know where this goes, and how tight it gets. It does not look very large. What if we get stuck?”
Mairwen looked down over the edge from her stomach. “I’ve already been inside. I know it is dark, so you can’t see what is there, but once you get inside the opening, it widens into a larger room and there is a stairway. I think it was crafted as a way of escape many years ago. In case of invasion maybe?” She shrugged her shoulders at this. “Go in the opening, and then I will come down. There is only room for one on that ledge.
As Akira fit her arms and head through the hole, she wondered vaguely if this was a smart thing to be doing. Most likely not, she told herself. But here she was, with nowhere to go …