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With his head beginning to throb with worry, he alternated between frantic sprinting and quiet walking, in an attempt to relocate them. Somehow he felt he could see the light dimming, as if the Dawnstar was hurrying its retreat in an effort to leave him in darkness. Arlik wasted no time getting to where the voice had come from, completely unaffected by its rudeness.

He eventually found his two brothers at a familiar place. A chasm stretched out before them, where the jagged earth was split in two. They were on the lower side, the other jutting upward a good two or three men in height.

And between them and the wall of rock on the opposite side was a deep and narrow canyon that seemed to swallow all light. This spot was known well to the three of them, as it was the farthest north they had ever been willing to travel—alone or otherwise. The relief of having found his brothers had already faded, replaced by the desire to convince them to start back home. The darkness would consume the three of them just as easily as it would Arlik by himself.

You need to go and get him. Arlik took a moment to decipher exactly what it was his brother was asking of him. There was a dead tree that spanned the narrow canyon—or rather the skeleton of one. The narrow end rested at their feet, and the giant trunk remained fixed at the top of the far side from where it looked to have fallen.

Arlik had no words. He felt his head shake in involuntary protest. Playing in the cold mud? Digging up little shit potatoes no bigger than your own teeny wanker? John made a show that he was not convinced. I think these woods scare you. You would never come out here without us, now, would you? Then you can find the meanest, fattest one, and marry her, just like he did.

The accusation was more than Arlik could bear. Like Uncle Tallos. Arlik got on his belly and began to squeeze himself into the narrow end of the tree, further soaking clothes that would soon turn frigid. Inside was cramped and musty, and he was immediately reminded of the wound on his knee as he was forced to use it to help him wriggle upward.

He fought both pain and panic as he kept pushing himself along, having to rock his body left and right in order to gain any ground. He could picture his brothers at the bottom jostling the thing. John probably wanted his rabbit more than he wanted to frighten him, in any case, and Arlik changed his mind about how best to proceed.

After a bit of back and forth, he was convinced that his brothers were now steadying the log, and he continued. As it widened, he was able to bend his legs and no longer needed to rock side to side, making the climb a bit safer, but every inch closer to the center point still felt like an inch closer to death. Regardless, he pressed onward, ignoring the slight motion he felt in the log, attributing it to him being at the most flexible part.

He was careful to clear his path of cobwebs with his hand, not wanting them on his face. He only hoped the spiders would remain where they skittered off to as he passed, rather than retaliate for destroying their homes.

For some reason, the bounce of the log continued to strengthen as he climbed past center, to the extent that he stopped moving in hopes it would die down.

If he got to the top, and saw no rabbit, as he knew he would, his brothers may not have the patience to wait for him at the bottom. Something about the way he whispered must have scared his brother, because John shut up quickly, and did not prod.

Arlik could scarcely believe his own words as he told them the next bit. At the top of the log, Arlik saw what he believed was the rabbit, on his side.

His fur was rising and falling rapidly. Curiosity drove him on, and Arlik continued up the log, in spite of its unsteadiness. He saw the creature stand and jump, a weak and tired jump, just enough to put him out of sight. The base of the log widened considerably as Arlik reached it, flared out where roots had been torn from the earth. He pulled himself over the final lip and found what he was looking for.

The rabbit was on its side again, the center-mass wound now clear to see.



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