the Night Watch

the Night Watch
The Nut Gatherers
The Painter's Honeymoon
the polish rider
The roars of another Wampa Ice Creature finally awakened the battered youngRebel commander. Luke's head was spinning, aching, perhaps exploding for all hecould tell. With painstaking effort he brought his vision into focus, discerning thathe was in an ice gorge, its jagged walls reflecting the fading twilight. He suddenly realized he was hanging upside down, arms dangling and fingertipssome thirty centimeters from the snowy floor. His ankles were numb. He cranedhis neck and saw that his feet were frozen in ice hanging from the ceiling and that theice was forming on his legs like stalactites. He could feel the frozen mask of hisown blood caked on his face where the Wampa Ice Creature had viciously slashedhim. Again Luke heard the bestial moans, louder now as they resounded through thedeep and narrow passageway of ice. The roars of the monster were deafening. Hewondered which would kill him first, the cold or the fangs and claws of the thing thatinhabited the gorge.