Amates 21, 1277. Underground, unarmed, in the middle of nowhere, with only one light. Things have been worse…
I wanted to run out the door, but that would have been a mistake. Instead, I eased through the doorway and looked around.
The light from my Sun Orb gave me a better look at my situation. The direction I came from was a jumble of broken rust-tan brick, earth, and stones. I already knew that, but it felt good to check in case I missed something in the dark before.
What I didn’t kn...
Published on July 18, 2022 23:00