eyes flashed open; she would see her sister.
She continued down corridors for hours. She came to forked tunnels that branched off in multiple directions. Each time she stopped and closed her eyes, willing herself to see her sister. Zanas instinctively knew which way to turn, using her radiating yellow club to shine the way down the dark shafts.
Zanas saw a light in the distance and thought for a moment that her eyes were deceiving her. She walked closer to the glowing entrance and into what seemed to be a small chamber. Zanas was amazed by what she saw.
The entire wall and ceiling surface was covered by a translucent looking moss. It gave off a warm glow that lit the whole room. She walked over to one of the walls and placed her hands on the soft organic substance, and it squished beneath her fingers. Zanas pulled back her hand and brought it to her nose, inhaling the soft musky sent, and immediately recognizing the main ingredient of Klah. It was this glowing substance that allowed the people to speak with Alwahi.
Zanas hurried back into the main chamber tunnel, increasing her speed. She had no idea where the knowledge came from, but she knew she still had a long way to go.
… … …
It had been two days. Zanas took time to rest when she needed it, sleeping just enough to recoup some of her strength. She knew that time was against her. Her club had been slowly fading before her eyes, and now only gave off a dull glow. It would soon go dark and she would be left to find her way in the black, groping her way down the smooth tunnels that stretched on for miles.
She decreased her pace. She could not afford to crash into a wall and injure herself, and now could no longer see more than a few feet ahead of her. She had come to other crevices filled with the glowing moss. It was comforting to be surrounded by a chamber of light. The moss lost its glorious glow when extracted from the wall, only keeping a dull example of what it was before. And so she continued.
Her eyes were beginning to ache as she strained to see what lay ahead of her. The club was fading fast and she breathed in deeply to calm herself. It gave its last flicker and she was left in the dark, deep beneath the surface. Her pulse began to race and Zanas felt a sudden fearful urge to scream. Then the dominant part of her took over, calming her mind and slowing her breathing. She channeled courage from deep down inside of herself and felt her nerves become steel. She pushed out her steady hands and placed them on the tunnel walls, feeling their curve and texture. The walls spoke to her, telling her which way they ran, where they would lead her. She continued forward.
Zanas didn’t know how long it had been when she saw the glow of the cave up ahead. She felt her spirits soar, even though she would only be able to bask in the glory of the light filled crevice for a moment in time, continuing on in the black of the earth.
She walked into the round cavity. The chamber had a small pool that glowed in the middle of its expanse. Zanas believed that if she were to drink this liquid she would soon find herself in an incomprehensible stupor. A sound drew her attention to the corner.
She had not seen it at first, Zanas realized, as it shook its fur and changed color. It had been camouflaging itself against the wall. It stared at her, its big hulking frame moving in and out, as it sucked in the air around it. Its fur was sharp and wiry looking, she had a feeling that if she were to touch it she would bring her hands back cut and bloody. Its long muzzle and pointy ears reminded her of something, and when the creature let out a low menacing growl, she realized what.
This scene reminded her of a time not too long ago, when she had been running in the woods of her home and come upon the wolf. This creature had an appearance of being related to a canine; however, his size was bigger than any dog Zanas had ever seen. It bared
She continued down corridors for hours. She came to forked tunnels that branched off in multiple directions. Each time she stopped and closed her eyes, willing herself to see her sister. Zanas instinctively knew which way to turn, using her radiating yellow club to shine the way down the dark shafts.
Zanas saw a light in the distance and thought for a moment that her eyes were deceiving her. She walked closer to the glowing entrance and into what seemed to be a small chamber. Zanas was amazed by what she saw.
The entire wall and ceiling surface was covered by a translucent looking moss. It gave off a warm glow that lit the whole room. She walked over to one of the walls and placed her hands on the soft organic substance, and it squished beneath her fingers. Zanas pulled back her hand and brought it to her nose, inhaling the soft musky sent, and immediately recognizing the main ingredient of Klah. It was this glowing substance that allowed the people to speak with Alwahi.
Zanas hurried back into the main chamber tunnel, increasing her speed. She had no idea where the knowledge came from, but she knew she still had a long way to go.
… … …
It had been two days. Zanas took time to rest when she needed it, sleeping just enough to recoup some of her strength. She knew that time was against her. Her club had been slowly fading before her eyes, and now only gave off a dull glow. It would soon go dark and she would be left to find her way in the black, groping her way down the smooth tunnels that stretched on for miles.
She decreased her pace. She could not afford to crash into a wall and injure herself, and now could no longer see more than a few feet ahead of her. She had come to other crevices filled with the glowing moss. It was comforting to be surrounded by a chamber of light. The moss lost its glorious glow when extracted from the wall, only keeping a dull example of what it was before. And so she continued.
Her eyes were beginning to ache as she strained to see what lay ahead of her. The club was fading fast and she breathed in deeply to calm herself. It gave its last flicker and she was left in the dark, deep beneath the surface. Her pulse began to race and Zanas felt a sudden fearful urge to scream. Then the dominant part of her took over, calming her mind and slowing her breathing. She channeled courage from deep down inside of herself and felt her nerves become steel. She pushed out her steady hands and placed them on the tunnel walls, feeling their curve and texture. The walls spoke to her, telling her which way they ran, where they would lead her. She continued forward.
Zanas didn’t know how long it had been when she saw the glow of the cave up ahead. She felt her spirits soar, even though she would only be able to bask in the glory of the light filled crevice for a moment in time, continuing on in the black of the earth.
She walked into the round cavity. The chamber had a small pool that glowed in the middle of its expanse. Zanas believed that if she were to drink this liquid she would soon find herself in an incomprehensible stupor. A sound drew her attention to the corner.
She had not seen it at first, Zanas realized, as it shook its fur and changed color. It had been camouflaging itself against the wall. It stared at her, its big hulking frame moving in and out, as it sucked in the air around it. Its fur was sharp and wiry looking, she had a feeling that if she were to touch it she would bring her hands back cut and bloody. Its long muzzle and pointy ears reminded her of something, and when the creature let out a low menacing growl, she realized what.
This scene reminded her of a time not too long ago, when she had been running in the woods of her home and come upon the wolf. This creature had an appearance of being related to a canine; however, his size was bigger than any dog Zanas had ever seen. It bared
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