Now they are standing here, at the gates of darkness, waiting for the honor to thrust their bodies into this wound of a mountain, but cold and yet satisfying wind pushing them back from this gates to the Hell.
- What are we doing here? - Asked Musharaad.
-We should go there, my friend. I know this way. When I was a kid I escaped from here...
Mushharaad did not make a sound. They newer talked about the past, so he decided to keep silence.
- Ok, sorry I made you wait so long, do you want treasures? Three days ago, great Ildaran house, sustained big casualties. For one minute their mining copi was destroyed by something. Noone gets alive from mountains. This mine was temporarily closed and now we are here, standing in front of another entry.
-So? What type of treasures we can find there?
-A week before coincidence, I got message about new type of Archanar, which was found in this mines. It was "Pure breath"!
-Interesting...
-Ildaran house was preparing new parcel to sell, but main levels were destroyed by something, and no one knows another way, at least we are still standing here alive without arrows in our heads.
-What happened there? Do you know?
- No, I don't know and nobody knows. I only know all the tunnels in this mountain. Ok, so, let's go?
- Damn, I'm it!
And they made a step into the darkness, where no light no sound can escape, to the kingdom of a wind.