Far Away From Home II.

                  Since she was born and leaned to walk, she always went over the edge, edge of room, yard or town. Bold and unwise just as her father, always seeking, always wishing for a breath of fresh air while riding on open road or paths. She crossed many lines, borders of decent behavior, decent life among others. While other girls were learning how to cook or sew, she was in mud and blood to her knees traveling with fathers company.

About an hour went by and still there was no sign nor sound of Threland or the other Bree-landers. It was quiet and dark, the fire was crackling and fed many times it the even went on...

The day was darkening and the rain was beginning to cease. The group proceeded forth for many minutes till they found a second Barrow, they have been going for hours without rest but still they wandered forth and delved inwards. As the previous it was cold and filthy, but this had a stair case that led down and turned many times, eventually the stairs changed from rock to wood and down they went till eventually they found flat ground and before them was a tall hallway with many different paths leading here and there.

Slowly the group entered the Barrow and an immediate cold feel came over them. Though, heedless proceeded down the narrow tunnel which curved every here and there, eventually they found themselves standing confront of an Oval shaped room with a single grey pillar in the Centre. There was many webs all over and they often stuck to the group members feet as they walked into the room.