[ WP ] You live on a planet with two stars . For one month of every year the planet is so close to both stars that it is impossible to survive during the day . You must remain on the dark side of the planet for the entire month .

A hot wind blew past the face of Fareeze as he stood, staring the smoldering husk of the caravan's supply wagon. All around, the surviving members of caravan were busy helping the injured from the explosion. From Fareeze's count there were twenty five of them left; 10 men, half beyond the age to be of much use, 7 women, many of whom were injured from the blast, and 8 children, too young to know the consequences of what had just happened. 
 
 The twin suns had begun to rise, casting a twilight glow upon the rock wall trapping them from proceeding along the path to Shade, their only refuge. After the blast, their caravanner, Fareeze, stayed up the entire night making the calculations for their alternate path. They had but two weeks until Infernus came to take them, it would take at least a month to get out of the valley. 
 
 A hand, weak with exhaustion, clasped Fareeze's shoulder from behind as he stared into the blinding flames, it was one of the older men, Babor, their weapon master. Fareeze turned to face the man, his face was gaunt with an expression in his eyes that showed a mix of terror and confusion. 
 
 `` They did n't do it, they could n't have?'' he whispered. 
 
 Fareeze turned back to face the flames, `` You saw the explosion.'' 
 
 `` Why!? Damn hell, why!?'' 
 
 `` The rumors around camp.'' 
 
 The man paused in thought, then: `` No... The fire wolves?'' 
 
 Fareeze nodded slowly. 
 
 Babor let out a silent curse dropping his hand from Fareeze's shoulder, eyes wide and unblinking. His voice was less than a whisper, `` But we have enough time, we can leave the valley and go around? We can hunt for food, we have enough ammunition!'' 
 
 Fareeze shook his head. `` The wolves, Babor. You saw them youself these last few nights. Farah tried to tell us. We thought them just rumors from the children,'' he nodded to the wall of rubble ahead, `` but it seems our fellow refugees did n't think so.'' 
 
 Fareeze's thoughts became apparent to Babor. A shudder of terror ran through Babor as he envisioned the hellish monster in his mind, their weapons would do little against that. His voice rose to a shrill scream, `` So they used us as bait to keep the wolves from attacking the main convoy!?'' 
 
 Fareeze stood silent. A silence overtook the camp from Babor's outburst. Everyone looked to Fareeze as he stared at the fire. 
 
 An infant began to cry in the arms of her mother where the only surviving wagon still stood, filled to the brim with all the food stores and weapons they saved. Fareeze turned around from the dying fire to meet the gaze of the rising suns, it was hot, growing hotter everyday. 
 
 `` We have one chance.'' he addressed the entire camp, voice firm and resolute. `` The Caves.'' 
 
 The momentary silence was broken by an injured but young man, Sor. `` But that route has n't been used for decades! How do we know it still exists?'' 
 
 `` It's too dangerous,'' another man chimed in. 
 
 `` The Deadura have taken that place...'' a woman tending an injured child gasped. 
 
 `` We have no other choice,'' Farah beckoned. She was the one scout that survived the explosion, the one person who had seen fire wolves and their cruel ways. 
 
 Arguments began to ensue among the survivors. Screams of those supporting the move against the fire wolves battled those who had seen the terrible cruelty of the Deadura. Some even spoke of climbing the wall of rubble, leaving the majority of their supplies to rot. 
 
 The normally quiet Fareeze breathed deeply, and yelled with all his might, `` QUIET!'' 
 
 The arguing mass turned in silent unison. 
 
 `` Take our path in out of the valley and you'll find yourself hunted down, one by one, by the fire wolves, or burned alive by Infernus. Try to climb that rock wall and we'll have to leave half our supplies behind, we wo n't make it halfway past the desert before we die of thirst.'' He paused, looking each person in the eyes, `` If we pass through the Caves we'll come out near the Old Path a full week before Infernus takes this entire region.'' He lowered the edge in his voice, `` I've heard the legends of the Deadura, and why we do n't use the Caves anymore, but it's our only chance...'' 
 
 Fareeze lowered his gaze to the ground, waiting for the judgement of his peers. 
 
 The battle hardened Noxus broke the hanging silence. `` That's one shitty plan,'' he sighed, `` but I do n't have one that's any better.'' He was ready to take the only path available with flechette gun in hand. 
 
 Babor was next, `` Damn it all! Fine!'' He turned and walked to the wagon, counting out who could hold a gun. `` Lucky that explosion did n't hit all of our weapon cache.'' he muttered. 
 
 Sor looked up at the sunrise sky and laughed. `` If were gon na die, might as well die fighting.'' 
 
 Farah gave her approval with a command to those around her, `` Start packing the goods, we leave on Fareeze's mark.'' She smiled at Fareeze as he lifted his gaze from the ground. 
 
 Everyone began to fall into place, readying themselves for the treacherous road ahead. 
 
 Perhaps we have a chance, Fareeze thought. 
 

