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On the road again. A small wagon loaded with a few supplies and pulled by a single horse rattled its way along the packed dirt road. Little clouds of dust rose from the earth in the dry summer day but a cool mountain breeze blew it gently away and out of the eyes of the travelers. The travelers...

Cold, biting, rude that's what it's like to be awakened by a cold drop of water running down your forehead. Your crust-filled eyes snap open trying to adjust to the presence of light but find none because everything is pitch black including the puffs of dust floating through the moist dank...