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. The knight put one hand on the
hilt of his sword, but did not draw it. With more urging, he
managed to get the horse to move at a reasonable pace.
The woods were deathly silent. No birds, no ground
creatures. Not even the faintest hint of a breeze. Auron
snorted. Garrick tightened his hold on the sword. He
searched for but did not find any trace of draconian activity
in the woods. The feeling of death was in the air, though. It
was as if animal life had abandoned this area to the Queen.
Even the trees seemed to have given up; many were
obviously dying - another sign of things to come should the
armies of darkness emerge triumphant.
He rode on. The night air cooled his burning head. He
forgot some of his pain. To either side, the ridges grew
higher and higher. Garrick pulled his mount to a halt
momentarily and picked out a likely spot on one ridge.
Auron snorted and would not move. The animal had given
more than most and had finally reached its limit. Even its
training could not overcome such exhaustion.
Garrick patted the animal gently and dismounted.
Leaving the horse to rest, he made his way to the ridge top.
It was steep but by no means impassable. Discarding some
of his heavier equipment, the knight made progress
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