"Birds! Blue ones!" Eleanor's gaze followed the flock, her dark eyes filled with curiosity and joy.
Murphy glanced down at his daughter. His pace remained steady and swift as he asked, "Are you afraid of heights?"
Eleanor shook her head, craning her neck in excitement to look down. They were traversing an extremely steep cliff face, a bottomless ravine lay below them, and clouds swirled around the mountainside.
"It's like flying!" she whispered in amazement. Far from being scared, she found it utterly fascinating.
Partway through their journey, Murphy paused for a short rest beneath a sheltered cliff where a mountain spring flowed.
He set Eleanor down and used the Purification Water Bag, a Witchcraft Artifact he had acquired at Taymer Palace, to collect some spring water and hand it to her.
Eleanor cupped the water bag in both hands, taking small sips of the cool spring water as her eyes restlessly darted about, taking everything in.
