Game of Destiny – A Thrilling Tale of Power, Love & Fate

Sam took off through the cleared space and when he hit the open area he started adding small jumps into his steps. It

looked ridiculous and we could all hear him giggling as a madman as he sprinted across the quicksand. Everyone around

us stopped what they were doing and looked at him. I joined in his giggling. He made it across without sinking.

‘Guys, you need to try it. It was amazing!’ he reported back.

‘We don’t have time to spare. Let’s do this,’ Finlay told us. We all started running and when we got to the quicksand, we mimicked Sam’s running style. It truly was amazing. I felt like a kid when I did a mix between bouncing and running. We were all laughing as we joined Sam on the other side. None of us had sunk, and as we set off, we could see others try as well. Most of them failed, as they didn’t understand the reason behind what we had done. But some were successful. We

sprinted through the forest. The ground was easier to run on, on this side of the quicksand and from being in the middle

of the packs, we were now one of the top packs. Our path was blocked by a new obstacle. This time it was a deep and

broad ravine.

‘No way we will jump over that,’ I told the others. As I said it, a member of another pack tried just that. We watched in

stunned horror as his pack mates cheered him on as he took a running start and leaped. I almost thought he was going

to make it, he was an excellent jumper. But then, as he got closer to the other side, his momentum seemed to halt and he waved his arms in an attempt to get closer. But his arch took him down into the ravine. All the wolves watching hurried to

the edge and looked down. The drop was at least fifteen feet and the bottom of the ravine was covered in stones the size

of closed fists, with some boulders scattered around. The wolf who had leaped was laying amongst the stones, he was moaning and moving his arms. One of his legs was at an unnatural angle, clearly broken.

‘Yeah, let’s not do that,’ Sam agreed. Another pack had found a fallen tree they were dragging out, trying to use it as a

bridge. Jack was holding out a stick and moving it around in the air.

‘It won’t be enough, they are wasting their time and energy,’ he said. I didn’t even bother to ask him how he knew.

‘Should we look for something similar?’ Ramses asked.

‘It’s not optimal. A tree trunk that would span this ravine and be sturdy enough to hold our weight will be heavy. I don’t

know how we would manage to get the end of it across to the other side without it ending up in the ravine,’ Jake told

us.

thing they did over the quicksand?’ Sam

find some long and bendy tree and it should work,’ Jake

is long enough?’ Finlay

beside the ravine, Alpha?’ Jake asked. As Finlay stood next

was curious and stood behind him. He used the

a good height on the stick, he then compared it with Finlay. ‘About two and a half times your

Alpha,’ he then said.

said and we scattered out to find what we needed. Other

a huge trunk they were pushing out over the edge, trying to counterweight the end dangling in

until they had about a third of the way

a heavy duty sew saw, lifting the pack in the air. Fortunately, they

them in a heap at the edge of the ravine. The log slid down,

we hadn’t tried

us. He came walking with a small tree, its trunk was thin and

‘Perfect,’ Finlay said.

would be to find a

Rames put the pole down and joined us to inspect the bottom of the ravine.

the ravine and was now trying to climb up the other side.

back down. A little

the first member was halfway over, the log began to

hold their weight,’ Jake explained as we watched the man who had fallen into the ravine get up. He seemed

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around to get it. I saw one of the wolves from Finlay’s brother’s pack standing around the

need a new pole,’ I told the others.

one,’ Finlay said. When the others went on a new scavenger hunt, he

need to ask.

other pole. I didn’t think we should chance it,’ I

didn’t take long to find another tree to make into a pole. ‘I will go first,’ Finlay told us. He

edge, placed the base of the pole into the pile of rocks, tested

off the edge. I held my breath as I watched him go. The spring in the pole helped

I let out the breath I was holding. ‘Works like a charm,’ he told us and sent the pole back