Bones - Part 2

Far ahead, the precarious labyrinth would open up to more stable ground atop the western pillar of the southern sea. So far from the pole, the hanging spires were smaller and more delicate, and their twisting paths were beginning to fracture. The wyvern bounded over gaps where sections of the path had broken off and vanished under the fog. He dared not fly to safety, lest errant boulders might strike him out of the sky. Before them came a perilous break in the trail where a natural bridge had shattered, leaving pale scars in the broken stone on either side of the abyss. The general did not falter in her step, and without hesitation vaulted over the endless drop, followed closely by the wyvern.

Although less accustomed to the dizzying heights in the topography of the pole, Raxem neglected any fear and launched herself to the other side. She landed with a roll, causing her hood to fall back, and coming upright on one knee, gazed up at her companion’s fond smirk.

“You alright?” General Kalani stretched out her hand, a casual reminder that they had to keep moving. Raxem took it and pulled herself up, coming face to face with the soldier she so respected.

“Yeah,” she breathed softly.