Thorvald’s Wyrd 095
Whatever the light’s source, it showed him the path he would certainly have missed in the darkness even had Mani been directly above, carved stairs leading a twisting path upward.
As befitted giants, each step rose the height of Thorvald’s knee and stretched the length of his body. Those he could clearly see had been worn slick by the passage of many great feet. Icewind and his ilk might tread such without difficulty, but Thorvald was no Frost giant. A long and treacherous climb awaited him. One misstep could end his quest and bring eternal darkness to the nine worlds.