__hot__ - Fort Marrok

The water was gone. Instead, a pale light pulsed far below, revealing walls covered in carvings that hadn't been there yesterday. Symbols. Hundreds of them, spiraling down into darkness. And at the very bottom, barely visible, a door.

The figure smiled. At least, the porcelain face seemed to crack in a way that might have been a smile. fort marrok

Another flash of lightning. The figure was closer now, though she hadn't seen it move. The water was gone