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Depths of Hell Chapter 1: Part 2 The two hiked down the hallway. After nearly half an hour, they arrived in a large domed chamber. Inside were five pillars, though only three stood, spaced around a five sided pit. In the center sat a small rise with a pedestal at the top. Covering the floor of the dome were piles of bits of rubble, many obviously old equipment used for archeological excavations. Faded mosaic tiles shown through a path through the rubble toward a tent between the two fallen pillars.
"What is this place?" Nova asked.
"Don't know in the slightest!" Kur laughed loudly. "I think that is why I love this ruin so much! I have been studying it for over eighty years and I still don't have a clue." He glanced over at Nova, "that is why I will guarantee you membership in the guild if you find anything at all. The greatest dwelvers have scoured this place, and it is still a mystery." Nova grumbled. "What is it boy?"
"Nothing" The greate
Depths of Hell Chapter 1: Part 1 Throughout time and before memory, civilizations have risen and fallen; leaving behind their bones in decaying ruins. These ancient ruins are called the Underground and have been slowly mapped out by a group called dwelvers.
Two of these individuals forged through one ruin; a short and stocky daemon, and young human named Nova. The daemon's name was Kur, and he had a long nose and large, yellow slitted eyes. A wide smile split his face showing long, pointed teeth. A large billowing robe flowed around him. The Human's was a young man named Nova. He wore a worn white shirt and brown vest and carried a large pack with many large pots and pans tied together with a dangling cord.
A pale green-haired ghost trailed a fair distance after the two; her white dress flowing silently on the corridor floors. Whenever one of the two would glance back, she would quickly step into the wall, disappearing from sight.
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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