...and start to the long-awaited Buddy Read. :)
THEY WERE CRAWLING on hands and knees along a high narrow ridge that was in places only two inches wide. The path, if you could call it that, was layered with sand and loose stones that shifted whenever touched. Down to the left was a steep cliff encrusted with ice that glinted when the sun broke through the thick clouds. The view to the right, with a 1,000-foot drop, wasn’t much better. Here the dark, almost perpendicular walls were covered with rocks that protruded like knife blades.
I'm excited, I have my fedora and sticky page markers at the ready, but I won't be able to properly start the book until tonight. As soon as I get home, tho, I will dive straight into this.