Changes

The road into Dünheim was a long tunnel that begins at the Great Gates of the mountain.  Several miles in length, it was the only entrance into the mountain.  Normally, this passage was filled with traders and travelers from across Verra.  But in the recent years, the world had changed, and with it so had the lifeline into Dünheim.

The road into Dünheim was a long tunnel that begins at the Great Gates of the mountain.  Several miles in length, it was the only entrance into the mountain.  Normally, this passage was filled with traders and travelers from across Verra.  But in the recent years, the world had changed, and with it so had the lifeline into Dünheim.

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We were just an hour or so from the Grand Gates of the mountain when it happened.  A loud boom reverberated across the ground, and along the walls. It sounded as if the mountain itself had been split apart.  Followed several seconds later by a shaking that nearly caused the rams carrying our supplies to fall to the ground.  I could see my father’s mouth moving as he screamed at me.  But I couldn’t hear anything other than the loud ringing that filled my head.  It was at this moment I felt something wet falling down my neck.  I lifted my hand to feel what it was… I guess the shock of the whole thing, prevented me from understanding what had just happened.  My fingers were covered in blood. The shaking stopped almost as soon as it began, behind the sight of my father calling to me I saw my brothers struggling to lift the cart which had collapsed.  It was then that I noticed a hand from beneath the collapsed axel of the wooden cart.  I immediately ran to the cart and began to push with all my might.

We were just an hour or so from the Grand Gates of the mountain when it happened.  A loud boom reverberated across the ground, and along the walls. It sounded as if the mountain itself had been split apart.  Followed several seconds later by a shaking that nearly caused the rams carrying our supplies to fall to the ground.  I could see my father’s mouth moving as he screamed at me.  But I couldn’t hear anything other than the loud ringing that filled my head.  It was at this moment I felt something wet falling down my neck.  I lifted my hand to feel what it was… I guess the shock of the whole thing, prevented me from understanding what had just happened.  My fingers were covered in blood. The shaking stopped almost as soon as it began, behind the sight of my father calling to me I saw my brothers struggling to lift the cart which had collapsed.  It was then that I noticed a hand from beneath the collapsed axel of the wooden cart.  I immediately ran to the cart and began to push with all my might.