You continue forward.
Soon, the path begins to wind. You begin to stumble on loose pebbles
and tree branches. The going isn't so easy any more. Your aching body
is protesting. It wants to be cleaned and bandaged, to rest and
recover.
You gasp at the sharp pain that stabs through your skull. Just as you
begin to black out, you break your fall by catching hold
of...
No point in going back now, you decide. Not until you find where the
first path leads, anyway. Onward you go.
