Whitewater Gorge some girls hate their bodies

@Ryzhov

There was a point where Abel had made his way out of the valley. He could not pinpoint when exactly. Each day’s activities had long since become a blur since being at that lake. He just remembered moving forward, maneuvering around the intimidating mountains, and forward again.
Now he was far, far away from the hell that was Ursus. And with that distance came a sense of relief. Finally he could think.
Mom is alive.
That one bit of information, vague as it may be, at last could be completely relished. It gave him the will to keep moving forward. Maybe he could find her somewhere. He had to. Then they could both meet up with Indra.
There were a few problems though: Laurel was back in Rivenwood, too close to the valley. He was too afraid to go back there soon, that he would only admit to himself. And Indra.. well.. he hadn’t a clue where she could be or if she’s even escaped to begin with. 
Abel refused to lose what hope he’d managed to scrounge up though. He slowly walked along the gorge in search of any sign of his sister.