Snippet #2646958

It was easy to see that Sylvana didn’t like the situation they had found themselves in. Only a few weeks ago she had still been traveling by herself. She never would have thought she would run back into Wyatt again, let alone get captured by the Shadow Sage, and now be at the mercy of Jacob as he led them through the snow covered mountains.

The hours seemed to stretch by so slowly and the snow just kept going up and up. If someone had told her it was never going to end, she would have believed them. The white magic user wasn’t even sure exactly how much time had passed. All she knew was that Jacob said tomorrow would be the last leg of the journey. They would be at the Witches’ Fortress.

The small group was now sitting in around one of the gray magic user’s many ice caverns. If she never saw another one, saw anymore snow she would live out the rest of her days happy. Her stomach growled at the smell of cooking food. She couldn’t wait until she could eat. The young woman had gone through a lot during her life, but she never would have thought traveling up a snow covered mountain would be this hard.

She had to give Jacob his due. If he did this very often by the pacing he was setting then he deserved the credit. She never wanted to make this trip again. And she wouldn’t. Once they had been to the Fortress once, they could just transport all the next times. And transporting is exactly what she would do.

“Sylvana.” Wyatt’s voice yanked her out of her thoughts. She glanced over at her friend as he handed her a bowl of food. She must have dozed off. She readily accepted it and started chowing down. One more night of hard journey and they would finally be at their destination. Just one more day and they would see if it was all worth it.