a story

I drew the picture, Teagen made up a story to go along with it. I can't wait to see what happens!

This is what this page says:

Karen and Susan hurried to catch up, the wind pushing them along until all three stood looking out over a rickety wooden suspension bridge hung between their monolith and a narrow rock pillar. A weatherworn sign stood staked in the ground before the bridge reading, “one at a time please.”
Across the bridge, perched atop the grassy top of the rock sat a cottage with a benevolent plume of wood smoke puffing out of its crooked brick chimney. Without waiting to discuss Karen started across.