The next day, I sent the guard back to Keth Rock. While having them with us was good for people to see, I was getting tired of the slow pace. The men all agreed and packed up and left, leaving the two of us to head south alone.
As we continued our journey, the shadows that had plagued us at Keth Rock seemed to follow like a dark cloud overhead. The further south we ventured, the greater the sense of foreboding grew. Something sinister was at work here, and I couldn't help but feel as though it were taunting us, watching from just beyond our line of sight.
Our progress was slow, hindered by the ever-present threat and my nagging suspicions. Even so, there were moments when Fiona and I could steal away together, forging a deeper connection amongst the encroaching darkness. Despite the dangers surrounding us, our love blossomed, providing a small ray of light in an otherwise bleak situation.
