|Tillothy's Journal - Page 3|
Day 6. We arrieved inside the mountain pass today.The air is stale, and there is a tangible foulness about. This place is old, very old. The arkness is oppressive, I can feel it closing in. It's almlost like the place doesn't want us here, it wants us to leave. Gerald continues to reassure us that the feeling will pass, that it is just the weight of the mountain and the lack of stars. I'm not sure.