Creative Writing: The Long Road

She cringed as his body is slammed into a pair of boulders jutting out in the middle of the river, wedging him between them. Merryn has the horse stand by a tree that is jutting out over the fissure ahead of the boulders. Quickly reaching into her packs for a rope, and tying it around the tree, she ties the other end to the horse saddle.

Parcival tries to help her, but is shaking too hard, and slumps back down. "It's all right, just concentrate on staying awake."

Grabbing the rope, she quickly works her way down the side of the canyon wall into the rift. Danging on the rope she leans over stretching out her arm trying to reach Han. Silently casting the quick sprint spell, and attempting to run across the water to him. The fast-paced rapids make it difficult for her to get close to Han. After several attempts, she manages to make it over to where he is wedged in between the boulders.

She takes off back toward where the rope in hanging down, tying it around Hans waist, and working it between his legs securing him. Hoping that Parcival is able to pull the rope up as she tugs on it hard several times.

Becoming tired she goes back over to the boulders. She clings to the top of them waiting for the rope to be tossed back-down again. Night falls, finally the rope appears in front of her face. She deftly climbs up the rift wall. Once climbing over the edges of the wall, startled that it is Han that has pulled her back up. Parcival is lying on his stomach on the horse barely griping it's saddle.

"I'm glad you are alright Han! Looks like we had best make haste, and find a place to make camp so that you can