Echo.

We raced with our hearts. With our lives. Our eyes are on the cliff. We saw it before it saw us. Our legs pushed faster the closer we perceived how close we were to the cliff.

I could hear the rushing flow of water downstream, it was refreshing even from here. Some of us chuckled in relief until we heard a howl ring about the packland.

I stopped for a moment and looked around. That can't be good.

"Easter run!" Killian said to me.

Another howl rang out, louder and more forceful and I felt it before I heard it. The rumbling of the ground beneath us. Small stones...