Ancient Echoes
Aentarra quickened her pace. Around the next bend lay the entrance to the Hall of Echoes and the mysteries of the ages that it contained. The memory of whispered voices from aeons ago rang in her head, taunted her with riddles of the Paaren. I must know who they are, she thought and increased her pace even more.
She continued down the Great Path, the noise from her heels slapping the floors echoing as she walked. It didn’t seem like so long ago that someone would have come to investigate the noise. Now it went unnoticed.
Great Path
Two slabs of huge marble barred the entrance, but they opened as she approached. Aentarra's excitement grew, for she knew that as soon as she crossed the threshold a thousand times a thousand conversations would assault the senses, crowd the a
