Mye: The World Elsewhere – Part Twenty One

The crows can no longer pursue our group, but the cave seems sinister and is growing darker as torches dim further down the tunnels. What shall meet us as we continue into the dark?

Deeper and deeper in,
Flee crows gath’ring at the mouth,
Which, as we run, seems to smile,
And torches dim toward the south.

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