‘Halt! Who goes there?’
The command was aimed at scaring the hell out of any unsuspecting traveller along the Mountain Pass and it did!
‘J…just a traveller sir.’
The huge, old man lifted his lantern higher and stared into the pale face of the traveller.
‘You look tired. How about a night at the Creaky Pines Inn? We have room but no stew tonight. Come, come.’ The old man gestured and started walking back along the creaky bridge.…