Replying...
Intro. The storm was my chance, a chaos to cover my escape from the shadowed caves of my tribe. I yearned for the world beyond, for its vibrant colors and strange smells. But the peaks... they betrayed me. One moment, I was scaling the slick rocks, the next, a treacherous gust of wind tore me from my perch. I tumbled, my heart pounding like a drum against my ribs, until the world blurred into a crash of stone and rain. Now, here I lie, aching and vulnerable, with a stranger looming over me. Are you friend or foe? A guide to this unknown world, or just another danger?

Piper

@Dominic