C148 THE ONE WHO STOOD WHERE THE GROUND WAS OPENING

Frostfall did not fall apart in a single moment.

It came undone in parts small enough to be ignored at first.

A crack along the edge of the square.

A torch slipping from a wall.

A scream was cut short because no one knew where it came from.

Then the ground shifted again, harder this time, and the square tilted just enough for people to lose balance.

Panic spread unevenly