Callo walked on behind Lostlondwen as they entered a very narrow part of the road. He did not mind the rain. The outdoors were what he loved, and the rain seemed to make it easier on him. It distracted his thought from the terror that awaited them, and brought his mind to ease. No one seemed to be talking, and if they were, the light rain drowned their quiet voices out.
Suddenly what seemed like an ocean of rain started to pour out of the sky. Callo was almost hating this new weather now, for as the rain broke up the fog, he could see cleary the loose rocks about their head just waiting to fall. Some small stones rolled down the side of the mountain, but fazed them little. As Callo dodged a few smaller rocks, he looked up to see a monstrous boulder about to tumble down as well!
"Look out!" he yelled into the silence, but his voice was smothered by the loud downpour of rain around them. The rock came down fast and hard splitting the company inbetween Callo and Lostlondwen. Melimo began to bolt and run wild due to his fright.
"Melimo, down!" Callo yelled at his steed. He pulled the rope around Melimo's neck toward him as hard as he could, but he lost grip when the mountain seemed to give way beneath his very feet! He trid to hold on to whatever rocks he could, but it was no use. Callo, steed and all, started to roll down the cliff.
The fall didn't seem very long, though Callo could not recall most of it. As his ride down the mountain came close to an end, he was turned to where he could see what he would be landing on. He hit a small ledge sticking out from the side of the mountain and laid for a few moments waiting for the rockslide to end. He knew not whether Melimo had survived or not, for the horse was lost from his vision on the way down.
Callo remained still with his face toward the ground. The rain repeatedly beat down on his body as he began to recap what had happened in his mind. He moved slightly to see if he had been injured, but nothing serious had happend. There were minor cuts and bruises, but no broken bones to be found. He felt what he thought to have been a bruise on his head, but noticed that it was indeed blood which ran from above his eye. As he tore a piece of cloth from his garment to help stop the bleeding, Callo listened for any sign from his company...hopefully still above on the road.
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