Chapter Eight
The cavern stretched as far as the eye could see. Grand marble walkways branched off into bridges that bore their entryways into the mountainside.
I gazed in wonder at the beauty of it all. Even with the dim lighting, the magnificence of the place was astounding.
I turned to Liam who held my hand. “Where are we?”
“The City of the Ancients,” he replied as we followed a narrow catwalk across the abyssal floor.
The floor stretched down endlessly into nothing. Only the thin bridges housed our footing against a treacherous fall.
“How come I’ve never heard of this place?”
He sighed. “Certain powerful families in your race of people have managed to keep many things from you.”
“Like your kind for instance,” I mulled aloud.
He tugged me along faster. “You got it.”
“I’m guess
