Black Lake

The road to the Black Lake was quite long. It felt like weeks had passed since dinner with David and Abigial, as if it had been days for Ewin since he had seen the black horseman. He could no longer feel anything but numbness on his shoulders carrying Yelis's stretcher. David had been quiet for a while. Ewin wasn't sure how long it had been since the murmurs had ceased. Reaching the black lake was their only hope. They tiredly tried to increase their speed, but their legs were moving slowly.Ewin finally fell to his knees. He checked Yelis' covers, tiredly. Yelis's breathing was regular. "What if they come back?" he said coldly.

"The wheel of fate turns as it pleases," said Aunt Abigial uneasily. “If they come back…We'll gather our strength and stop them,” he said, and sighed, his face loosening as he bent his back. Ewin realized for the first time that Abigial was as frightened as he was, if not more. Uras nodded and looked at the firewall. "We'll get over it," Ewin said, encouragingl