ETTING   OME   O   LFANDRA

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Shyriath's Little Trip (alternate) part 16

Shyriath searches his memory, while still catching his rbeath. "There should be a large cave nearby... in our time, it's a huge thing, a tunnel nearly a mile long. It wouldn't be so large yet, but there should be something..." He looks for familiar sights from his battle against the BEAST in modern times.

There! The ledge that Dreamweaver had been standing on... and a cave entrance below and to the side of it, about twenty feet in diameter, barely visible in the low light, cutting into a section of layered rock.

"Cira!" he calls. "I think I've found shelter!" The pale green dragon peeks in, half expecting to see the BEAST there staring back at him...

But there is only a shallow chamber here. The walls are not the dissolved-away surfaces of the colossal lair of the BEAST, but natural, water-carved contours. "It looks safe..."

He turns his head back around to look at Cira. "It should hold us both, I think." He adds, after a short pause, "You may go in, if you wish... I would like to stand out here a while." The rain is starting to come down a bit heavier now.