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Chapter 8: Father Ordan

Antuas led Sethlzaar into an entrance beneath the keep. They walked an arched hallway, each arch in a way marking a distance travelled with wooden torches rested against the walls. They cast a golden light to expel the darkness. This left Sethlzaar marveled at how ancient the place seemed.

The hallways were fashioned from stones so old he could smell it. On different parts of its walls cracks crawled like failed spider webs. They passed hallways leading to unknown parts shrouded in darkness. Each one claimed a part of his childish curiosity. The darkness of those unlit beckoned to him and he stared with a wanderlust.

His mind demanded he explore it. He reached out his hand, curiosity outweighing caution and...

"Vi Sorlan."

He turned.

Antuas stood ahead of him with a gaze strong enough to dissuade him of his compulsion.

When had he stopped walking? he wondered

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