“Mind your step,” Melja warned as he entered the room.
The warning was well-taken. At first glance it seemed as though every surface of the chamber was covered in gently glowing runes in baffling configurations. Einarr stopped in his tracks, scanning the room.
Gradually, the overwhelming formations resolved themselves into more recognizeable, if not comprehensible, configurations. Concentric circles of text ringed the floor, but as he watched a path, almost like stepping stones, began to emerge.
Ah. So that’s how. Feeling more confident, Einarr stepped out onto the revealed path. Melja, several paces ahead, paused for Einarr to catch up as the Shroud continued to twitch as though in a breeze.
“This is amazing,” Einarr breathed as he caught up.
“This is necessary. The last time the Shroud was active, entire villages were consumed.”
“Why wasn’t it destroyed?”
“What makes you think they didn’t try?”
This just kept getting better…
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