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I wasn’t sure how long I’d drifted for, letting my mind and body recuperate. I think I dozed for a while. At some point, a branch from a sunken tree had gently caught me up and stopped me from drifting too far downriver and I’d had enough sense to put my arms and legs around it to make sure I stayed there until I was ready to start swimming again. I didn’t want to drift all the way out to sea. I had to swim back up to the caves to meet up with Darion if I was going to get out of this dreadful place in one piece.
Once I’d recovered enough, my senses came alive and I wondered how far downriver I was. I should have found something to cling to a lot sooner. I could have been anywhere.
My body ached all over. I looked down at my wrists. They looked terrible. They were starting to show the
