Date: 2011-05-07 08:49 pm (UTC)
"Good answer."

The passage wasn't long, but its narrowness and twisting course made it feel that way. It wasn't carved like the front of the temple. The walls were rough and raw, cramping so close together in places that it took some squeezing to get through. Faint light reflected down from cracks in the roof of the cavern.

Medrau didn't say another word until they reached the end. No one hid in the cavern. It ended abruptly in a small, circular chamber, against the back wall of which was a roughly hewn pedestal.

"Well..." she commented, edging closer to the object that was held there. "It's certainly not nothing."
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