Chapter 53

• The rocky trail was barely visible through the thick, milky fog as it climbed stubbornly between jagged, fang-like cliffs.
• Dragon's Tooth Pass lived up to its name. It seemed to bite straight into the belly of the leaden clouds hanging over the world.
• Cold wind cut through armor and wool cloaks, driving the warmth from their bodies. The horses breathed heavily, clouds of steam rising from their nostrils. The only sounds were the clatter of hooves against stone and the muted rattle of weapons.