CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
Ceres felt as though the tunnels behind the waterfall were pressing in on her, narrow enough that she could reach out and touch both walls if she wanted. She’d been expecting somewhere grander from the sorcerers who had fought the Ancient Ones.
It was only as the long dead past continued to flash into the present that she saw the reason for it. She saw the Ancient Ones’ magical creatures getting stuck in the small spaces, unable to turn as the sorcerers struck at them. Flame and lightning, poison and acid flickered down the tunnels in a kind of half-there memory. After what had happened with the man-cat, Ceres ducked out of the way each time.
She saw them fighting and dying, the Ancient Ones and the sorcerers, perpetually locked together in something that was there a
