The Uncharted Path of Friendship

Previously

…“Careful there, Elara,” Liam’s voice, though quiet, carried clearly in the crisp air. “That last section looked particularly unstable.” Elara risked a glance back, her hair whipped across her face by a sudden gust of wind. Liam’s brow was furrowed, a familiar expression of concern that always managed to both exasperate and reassure her. “I see it, Liam. Don’t worry so much. It’s just a bit of a climb.” She offered a bright, perhaps overly confident, smile.