My contribution this
week continues the scene where Violet and Taranis climb the vertical cliff to
escape ravenous insectoids.
At length, she reached the vertical crack in
the cliff face, and halted on a wider shelf. She rested her head against the
cold rock, trembling with tension from the tricky passage.
Taranis steadied her with his arm around her
shaking shoulders. “The next stage will be easier,” he said. “Look up. The
crack has hand and foot holds on the sides. Imagine a chimney running to the
top. You can brace yourself against opposite sides as you climb.”
Staring up, Violet understood what he meant.
She saw the minuscule crevices and tiny projections to use in her ascent up the
“I won’t let you fall. I’ll climb right
Gradually, her confidence mounted, and she
resolved not to disappoint her Grand Master. “I’m ready,” she whispered, and
reached for the first projection inside the chimney.
“Go slowly and take as much time as you
need,” he advised.