| You walk into a thicket of closley grown brush, and , pushing it aside, you spy a small creavis, squeezing through, you find yourself in a large cavern. To the right you see a tall, Ebony archway, it seems to be reminiscant of some past glory. To the left you see a large pool of water, and, looking down, you see it is very deep, going nearly straight down. Standing between the two, you know that you must go on, and therefore, you decide to go.... Dive into the murky depts Trudge up through the crumbling Archway |