![]() Don’t look down, he thought, keeping his eyes fixed on the path ahead. ![]() They descended through several more steep gorges, navigating ledges so narrow that Han felt like he was treading air. Good luck, Wil, Han thought, and heeled Ragger forward. Han guessed that Fiona was insisting they pursue Han and Dancer into the canyon, and Wil was arguing against it. They were arguing their loud voices funneled down the canyon. High above, he saw two riders at the top of the canyon, their wizard auras framing them against the brighter sky. When they reached creek level, the pony navigated a series of waterfalls, then splashed aggressively through the shallows after Dancer, eager to overtake his rival. The pony pressed so close against the stone wall that Han’s right leg scraped against rock, ripping his leggings and taking off the top layer of skin. Ragger picked his way sure- footedly down the steep canyon, sending small stones sailing into the abyss below. Han was keen to be out of sight before the wizards rounded Sleeping Bear Rock and began launching flame at them from above. Han gave Ragger his head and let him follow after Wicked at his own pace, fighting the temptation to rush him forward. Dancer and his pony had been together for two years. Especially on flatlander horses.ĭancer and Wicked disappeared around a curve in the canyon downslope, descending recklessly fast. ![]() The good thing was, nobody would come this way if they had any other choice. ![]()
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