In front of us lay a riverbed, in which lay not any normal river. It was one that would drown us and then sweep our corpses away due to its heavy current. We stood and stared at the stream in disbelief.
'How are we to cross this river?' I asked myself as I gulped. 'It would be the death of us to try our luck here.'
"Should we cross this stream like one normally would?" I asked my partner as I looked for any kind of place to create a bridge or mend an existing one. "It's quite a long way to swim through."
"I wouldn't be that easy after all the tasks we went through," he replied after surveying the water. "Maybe this is our only luck of finding out a solution."
"And may I know how you plan on making it across alive? I don't think we will be able to touch either bank before we are swept away to the doors of death."
"We will use the ropes you made in case one can't make it across. They are long and strong enough to keep the breath of life in us."
