A strong gust of wind blew that sent the wooden contraption serving as Neveah's foothold swaying precariously and Neveah froze up completely, rethinking the wisdom in coming out here.
"Perhaps I should have thought this through more carefully?" Neveah asked rhetorically, a nervous chuckle escaping her lips as she took note of how much farther the other end of the bridge was.
Once again, Neveah made across the rickety bridge. Now, it was not Neveah's first time going over this bridge, but it was certainly the most daunting crossing Neveah would make since her first visit to Mount Edar.
Neveah could not tell if she could blame her fears on the strangely windy night that would not leave the bridge in it's place for longer than a second.
"Was this bridge always so shaky at night?" Neveah wondered aloud.
Perhaps there had been many other windy nights before this but Neveah had never taken notice of it,
