Fetid .. putrid ... like stale wash or an unclean wound. Infection seeping upward on a corpse-cold breath .. clammy and dank. I am speaking of the air coming from the cavern. Air that slithered over me like a serpent's scales rasping against my flesh and clinging ... squeezing the last breath of healthy oxygen I still had in my lungs.
I crouched near the entrance .. easy on my haunches as I examined the area around the opening. I glanced upward to the slice of the Sky that I could see. Stupid Sky .. what the hell was it doing for me right now? Ever? I was so NOT bitter.
Sahli looked like hell .. glassy eyed and with a bit of blood coming from his nose .. disoriented. He asked for Jaella and I told blue to take him back to the ropes .. but he would have none of it. Grabbing his head and trying to ward off whatever tortured his ears.
A sudden rush of wind came from somewhere within the cavern .. channeled through the twists and turns of rocks and narrow tunnels until it screamed like a human and by this time Sahli was nearly in a fetal position. Obviously in excruciating pain.
I reached over and began to draw in the dirt .. and that is when I stepped away.
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