After a few difficult sections in which we had to climb down a rock face to access a bridge across a vast crevice and then up the rock face on the other side, our way improved. The floor beneath our feet was flat and level making for easy going.
And time to think and ponder. The light from Willie’s cage was bright and even, but the shadows around us were constantly on the move.
It was uneasy to sense that there was an evil still out there. Many of its agents we have encountered and overcome- but it itself remains hidden.
What lies behind the image of the black bird? That evil spirit that animates our opposition.
That line of thought was broken with the sound of a distant ocean drifting in from the passage ahead.