The Ferry Once we were back on the road, it was obvious we weren’t alone anymore. The Dark Riders don’t arrive with drama. They arrive quietly, as questions that won’t let you rest. Is this storyline good enough? What if the story doesn’t work? What if you’re not the right person to write this? They followed close. Not visible but felt. Every step forward brought another whisper, another reason to slow down, to turn back, to make the whole thing smaller and safer. The pace pi