Kavin's World
“At certain places we paused to perform rites of which I am not allowed to speak. And at last we came down the last slope, and entered the place of questions.
It was very dark, in spite of the lamps. The place was as it had been described to me once; a great cavern, partly natural, but worked on by man’s… or other… hands. The walls were painted with strange shapes, the colors dimmed by time and nearly invisible in the scanty light. Those shapes were not easy to regard calmly, and I have tried hard to forget them entirely, although I have had evil dreams in which I saw them again.
In the center of the cavern lay a great pool, round, its surface smooth and black. Before the pool rose a black stone altar, conical and undecorated, and against its base there were white objects. I came closer, and recognized human bones, very ancient; but the skull was missing.
“There’s one who asked the wrong questions, an age ago,”
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