Into the morning

So dark it was, no light entered to bring hope expect the light they had themselves. Sleep was short and two watched whilst the others slept. Then walk on for a few more hours to then rest again.

They guessed it was morning though they lost any sense of time or day but it helped to call it something. The air generally cool and damp froze their bones from the inside but now suddenly a new chill could be felt. It caused a shiver through the whole group quite literally.

And so it was this breeze, this wind blowing against them as they walked. Never changing or relenting. Is this what hope feels like?

is this what is meant to draw them all forwards and to a new part of this adventure, a new pathway, maybe this time warm and full of light and maybe this was going into the morning.

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