Chapter Thirty-Two

Through her confusion and tears Rori ran until her feet felt swollen and her lungs ached with every breath, as she slowed to a steady walk she tried to look around but whatever part of the mountain she was in had become dark and smelled musty, as if it had been a while since any life had graced the area. Rori shivered more from the solitude than any chill in the air, but as she wrapped her arms around herself and sank to the floor, she heard the slight sound of Andy’s voice, “dinna run miss, please… let Andy sit wit yee at least and kill the loneliness.” Rori sniffled and looked around “Andy?” she asked in a small hushed tone, “where are you, I can’t find you,” as her voice became almost frantic a gust of wind blew through the corridor, and suddenly, it lit with the soft glow of small fires lining the walls. Rori gasped as she watched the delicate flames snake around the sid