183 - In the Halls of the Mountain Prince

I woke late in the day, the sun hidden by a murky layer of cloud. For the longest moment I lay, wondering that I had woken before Gannara, since he was much lighter a sleeper than I. I listened to his soft breathing and realized there was something wrong. He was holding his breath in his sleep and I rolled up on my side to look at him. His eyes were clenched tight, his breath, when he let