They were still on the cave pathways and they were still walking.
Clip-clop, clip-clop, tick-tock, sleep clock. Faris was singing a little rhyme to himself over and over again as he walked and listened to the sound of the horses’ hooves.
“Whoops!” he exclaimed as he stumbled over his feet again on the dimly lit path. “You can’t walk with your eyes shut!” Faris muttered to himself. He didn’t like to complain or anything, but this wasn’t exactly what he had imagined a grand adventure to be.