"No Madoc, i do not believe that there is death in this place, not any more. Even when one of the creatures die. The pain that the caverns felt after the death of the Ancients will never be rivaled. The caverns neither feel, nor see nor smell death any more. Death...is dead to them."

She looked around, her eyes resting on Kithoran for several minutes, then turned her gaze back to the light flickering up from the core. She started to sing a piece of a song, it was a sad song, short but still much like a lament. A lament for the loss of love.

"I am the unbelieve, a shadow on the planes, a whisper to you, a song to you, my lovers soul refrains." Crymson shook her head, chuckling quietly and lay back with her legs dangling over the edge of the chasm. Merendith bowed his head and swiftly

Sorcha took Etain's saddle and bridle off him. He laid down and she laid down beside him, her head against his warm flank. Sorcha quickly drifted to sleep, Crymson's song echoing in her mind.

Kith felt a gaxe on the side of his face, and turned to it, but Crymson had already moved on, and was now singing a soft, sad song about loss of love. Kith sighed inwardly. If there was love in this world, he had yet to experience it.

Shiraso curled upon the ground, one of his wings folded over his face to gain a sort of privacy while he slept, his breath coming heavy though easy. Laphari stood slowly to her feet, her dark arms folded in front of her as she paced silently, her icy gaze focusing on the faces around her. She smiled slightly as her gaze settled for a moment on Rena, then as she allowed it to stray, it rested on Sorcha, Aurora, Crymson, then Kith before she turned to walk closer to the edge of the chasm, looking down silently towards the distant glow.

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"Beautiful no?" Crymson said in a low voice. "It's a constantly raging thing, but it's so beautiful." Crymson shakes her head. "But what isnt like that any more?"

Granit muzzled Rena's cheak, as if giving her a good night kiss. Then the buckskin horse walked to a nice dusty spot nearby, and started to roll, trying to get the sweaty marks the saddle had made on her back. After a minute, she lay on her back breathing deeply, a good role after a long while without rest felt good...

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Aurora sigh and layed down on the floor. Sleep drifted over her. Her dreams were about her life and Aurora couldn't relate to a single one, she had moved on.

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Laphari sighed and nodded slowly, her breath stirring the scarf as the wind would, her eyes speaking more words then she ever could as she admired the rare sight.

"So distant yet so close, the core of our existance, yet untouchable in it's deadly beauty. Years bring knowledge to one's mind, but never have they seen it all or experianced it all, nor do they know it all, for one continues to learn, find, and experiance new challenges and scenery. Life is constantly changing, habits are constantly forming and falling apart, ideas fade in and out with the tide, yet this core of earth remains true to its tide." She murmured in a soft and almost soothing tone.

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He sniffs the air again, catching the wiff of something rotting. "I just dont trust this place... its... its to enclosed for me.... and... the smell is still fresh... crymson, i trust my nose over my own eyes every one knows that. Im smelling death and i dont like it..."

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Kith glanced at Madoc. He claimed death was still fresh here, and Kith wasn't sure if he agreed. he certainly felt somthing, but that could be the the century old death of the Ancients. Kith glanced at the glowing cavern. He paced over to an unoccupied spot, far from the others. He gazed at the glow, watching it flicker and move as if it had a life of it's own. Kiowa came and joined him. "I doubt the others would mind if you watched the cavern next to them" She said quietly. "Nor do I " Kith answered "That doesn't mean I woulndn't mind. I wish to be away form them, at least if for a little while."

Granit finally got up.
Let me guess... theres no grass in this cave 'ere, the horse said telapathicaly. She walked to the edge of the cavern right next to Crymson, and sniffed the air once she heard what Madoc said. I smell it too...

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Crymson nodded at what Laphari had said. "You know much, then again, you must be very old." Sitting u and turning to face Madoc she spoke. "I cannot assure you that there has been no death here, what you smell is obviousely something that i cannot. I hope you will pardon my ignorance and lack of smell."

Madoc slowly grabs a bit of dust then blows it into the air, as the dust settles something invisible is outlined with the dust. "Is that a body?" he peers at the object, which then runs away. "Slaughter moles... crymson, the path is not as clear as you said it was..." he starts growling.

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Laphari tilted her head away slightly at Crymson's words, her icy gaze expressing a hidden smile, while an idle wind stirs her dark hair. At Madoc's cautious tone, she turned her gaze towards him, her hand subconciously straying towards her sword hilt.

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"Morley check it out." Morley barked much like a dog and trotted past the group and into the tunnel, the flame that Crymson had lit following him. He came back swiftly, panting. The light had dissapeared. Nothing, nothing that i could see nor find. He said telepathically to everyone. Then again, i did smell something but it must of been Merendith still, he's lurking around here.

Madoc turns to crymson. "Have you ever heard of Slaughtermoles? they are the scourge of the mines... extremely dangerous. The first known slaughtermole attack was in 2007, when a mine hole collapsed. when they finally dug the hole back up, all the bodies were gone, and only a few body parts were dropped... we have to get out of here..."

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