DG looked around her. She pulled her large scarf closer around her face and then wrapped her arms around her waist as she shivered. It was freezing here and DG could not wait to leave this place. "I can see why this place is called Ice Mountain," she said as her teeth shattered together, "how much longer until we get to the Southern Isle?" DG was slightly below the group - Glitch, Raw, and Cain were up on a hill – and she looked up at the group as she spoke.
Cain looked back at her. He stopped for a moment to look down at her. His eyes peered at her. His gaze made her feel vulnerable. "It's not longer," he said, pulling the rim of his hat down slight.
"Oh good, maybe when we get there will be some warmth…maybe when we get there will be some warmth," Glitch said. He had wrapped a large, furry blanket around him as much as he could, but still he was trying to grasp it closer.
"I doubt it, head case," Cain said. He started walking again as he passed the group.
"Hey! Don't call him that. It's not his fault Azkadellia took his brain and can't remember stuff," DG said, stamping her foot. The earth below her shook. She looked down. DG stood ice on, not earth. A large crack had formed in the ice and it was getting bigger by the moment. She could hear water rushing under the ice.
"DG," Cain yelled. He reached out to grab her hand. Cain managed to touch her fingertips, but his grasp slipped because the ice lurched as the whole like broke apart.
The piece of ice DG was on drifted further from the edge of safety. "Help me," she cried. DG crouched down. She grasped the ice as she looked up at the hill. The ice began to shift upwards, under her feet. DG screamed when the ice went vertical. "Help me," DG cried again as her fingers slipped. The young woman looked up at the group in terror as she slid towards the icy water that rushed under her.
To be continued...