Below was an offset that fortunately prevented further sliding, Slone started to walk down this place, but when Nagger began to slide Slone had to let go the bridle and jump.

Both he and the horse landed safely.

Luck was with them.

And they went on, down and down, to reach the base of the great wall, scraped and exhausted, wet with sweat, but unhurt.

As Slone gazed upward he felt the impossibility of believing what he knew to be true.