Monthly Archives: September 2008

The Cave

Davin floated in the underground lake, listening to the hounds braying just outside the cave. A little light came through a crack and the unsettled water cast ghostly reflections on the rough ceiling. The whole lynch mob was out there now, complete with torches and sharp farm tools. Davin floated deeper into the cave and the echoes of the shouting and cries from above became quieter and more distant.

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