A Fox Called Sorrow by Isobelle Carmody

Author:Isobelle Carmody
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780375849237
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2008-01-21T22:00:00+00:00

“Give me your tail before ye go through.”

The rat looked affronted, but when the fox’s stare did not waver, he held out the frayed end of his long tail. Sorrow took it solemnly between his teeth, and Gazrak stepped out with a sneer. The rat gave a shrill scream as the path fell away under him. It had been a bridge of powdery sand. As with the glamours, once the trick had been revealed, it was easy to see that all but one of the roads leading out of the chamber would lead an unwary traveler to his or her death.

The only safe path lay farthest to the right, and it was Sorrow who led the way onto it. Gazrak was deeply shaken. When he took the lead again, he crept ahead, trembling with terror. Fortunately, they had not far to go before Little Fur noticed a greenish glow ahead.

“The light comes from the great subterranean caverns where we will find the troll city of Underth,” Gazrak explained.

Little Fur gasped in wonder at the vastness of the cavern visible from the end of the tunnel. If she had not known they were deep under the earth, she would have thought they had entered an open valley with a clouded night sky arching above, hiding the moon and stars. Greenish light glowed from behind a great range of high, jagged hills running in a wide curve from one side of the enormous cavern to the other. A path led from where they stood at the tunnel entrance, down the steeply sloping side of the cavern to the foot of the hills.

“We must not stand here where we can be seen,” Sorrow said.

Gazrak darted sideways along the slanting wall of the cavern, his progress sending avalanches of black rock rattling down the slope. The rest of them toiled after him on the uneven, treacherous ground. They headed for some low, tumbled hillocks of rock and rubble that had fallen from the cavern walls.

Picking her way along, Little Fur saw that the high hills, like the mounds of black rock they were walking through, were enormous piles of sharp rock fragments. By the time the animals had reached the very beginning of the curving arm of high hills, all of them were black-streaked from slipping and stumbling. But Little Fur was sure-footed, thanks to her troll blood.

Gazrak permitted them a rest once they had gotten into the hills. They all sank down gratefully, too weary to care how hard or dirty the surface was. Ginger murmured that it was night in the overworld. Little Fur did not doubt it. Her own instincts were less attuned to the world they had left behind than to this black underworld of stone and shadow.

They had not rested long before Shikra rose, saying, “A journey soon begun is sooner ended.”

Little Fur could smell that Gazrak did not like the she-ferret taking the lead, but the rest of them rose and set off again. There was nothing green

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