Samuel dropped to the cold, stone floor. “It—it’s safe,” he said.
He stood in a dim, underground chamber with hand-smoothed walls. An intricate carving lay ten meters ahead of him. Thin and ghostly, in the twilight beyond his lantern’s reach, he focused hard on making out the bits and bobs of the language he had studied half his life.
He was an independent thinker; one the University couldn’t stop from completing this “fool’s errand.” If he was … Read More