The wooden carriage creaked and swayed as it rolled along the uneven dirt road, the rhythmic clatter of hooves and the occasional jolt over a rock or rut the only sounds that punctuated the stillness of the early morning. The journey to the Labyrinth of Echoes had begun, and inside the carriage, the five adventurers were.
Lucan sat near the front, his eyes focused on the passing scenery outside the small window. His thoughts were on the labyrinth, its dangers, and the strategies they would need to employ to make it through. Olive, ever silent, was beside him, her dark eyes half-lidded in a semblance of sleep but alert to every movement and sound. Beside her was Rina, looking out of window.
Behind them, Julia and Hima were seated together, their voices hushed in a quiet conversation that barely rose above the noise of the wheels.
