At first, the cave looked and felt like any of the dozens she’d seen since her arrival in Gowerland. The same bare walls, uneven surfaces. The same sharp, metallic scent with a hint of dampness. But when the last of their group entered, Lexi realized that this, too, had been an illusion. The size of the cave quadrupled. Paintings and runes revealed themselves on what had been bare stone. Torches flickered along the walls, leading to the back of the cave where Lexi could see the opening to a tunnel. “Holy crap.” She turned in a circle, taking it all in.
