He shrugged his shoulders, managing to doze fitfully after he’d given up hope of sleeping. He was awakened at dawn by the loud shrieking of a circling hawk, which was not a black kite. Nevertheless, he took it to be a bad sign. Adam opened the pack and spooned honey onto his bread. Back to bread and honey again after all the delicious food with the elves, he sighed and munched without appetite.
He stood up shakily and set off. His body felt even worse than the evening before, but he groaned and gritted his teeth. The cave mouth gaped above him. He hoped for a moment that the dragon would not be at home. He would sneak in, silent as the slithering snakes below, then help himself to the Key. Adam took a last look at the rubble-strewn mountain below and knew that there was no such thing as g
