Wandering Ashes - Printable Version

With that, he took a deep breath, and left the wet, icy, cold, dribbling tunnel.

Did he find what he was looking for when he came to this tunnel? he wondered, as ice gave way to low-grabbing plants, then ferns, and muggy warmth. He was searching for something different, something new, something unexpected, and what he found was a determination to follow this ghost that suddenly invaded his head. She was his goal, and he wouldn't rest until he found her. That aisling was going to become a nightmare.

He didn't know how long he was in that tunnel, but man, if he didn't come out incredibly different.

He left it without looking back.

[exit Firenze]

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