Beyond this was vast adventure, and he plunged into it courageously.
It took him a long time to make the first twenty yards.

Then he came to a log worn smooth by the feet of Gray Wolf and Kazan, and stopping every few feet to send out a whimpering call for his mother, he made his way farther and farther along it.

As he went, there grew slowly a curious change in this world of his.

He had known nothing but blackness.

And now this blackness seemed breaking itself up into strange shapes and shadows.