Roxanna felt her feet grow heavier with every step. After walking through the snow for hours, it became harder and harder to move. They held hands tightly, and every time one of them almost sank into the snow, the others would pull them back up.
"This snow is endless," Luan muttered through clenched teeth. It was the first time Roxanna had seen her husbands look so close to breaking down.
Falling from high places was nothing to them. Jumping into underground rivers and climbing steep cliffs had never scared them. But this cold… this endless cold was different. It slowly crept into their minds, making it hard to think straight.
"Do you think we're going the right way?" Luan asked again, his voice sounded tired.
"Who knows?" Cyrus replied sharply. "Do you think I know every path in this world?"
"You're a bird. Just fly up and look," Luan snapped back.
Cyrus clicked his tongue. "The wind is too strong. My wings would freeze if I tried to fly around this stupid mountain."
