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Date: October 20th, 2015 3:09 PM Author: Erotic main people
So he'd expected this--just not this soon. "Look above the juncture." He shined his gaslight toward the high-ceiling of the passage, cutting through the surrounding darkness. They were several stories beneath the greatworks structure of the outerwall. Above them, oblivious to the unfolding scene, the denizens of the bort went about their daily lives, cheersing and ranking, frolicking (that ever with a prance welcome took) and debating, all in the manner brought to them by their bortfathers and their bortfathersfathers and so on through the generations.
In the light, he caught glimpse of the first crack. He traced it along its sinuous path cutting deep through the hewn-heart rock of scholarship on which the bort stood. That bort which had been born in the panic-chaos years after the First Fall. Its creators, aware of the uncertainty that awaited them in the future's unfolding span, built it to endure through many lifetimes. And so it had. But time in its slow, accretive fashion had passed and, in passing, worn away at the strength of the bort's supports. And so on this cold October Tuesday, +248 A.E., they stood on the edge of the undertunnel, surveying the seeds of their undoing.
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