Aria's pov

　　"Let's tie ourselves together," I suggested, pulling a coil of rope from my pack. "That way, if one of us slips, the others can help."

　　"Good idea," Cecily agreed, taking one end of the rope and tying it around her waist. "Margery, you take the middle. Aria, you take the beginning."

　　We secured ourselves and took a moment to steady our nerves. The glacier stretched out before us like a frozen sea, its surface a maze of slick ice and hidden ...