Chapter 92
"Know where you came in, and count the streams leading away from the center. It helps if you can spot a few landmarks on the ceiling." Sparr had a thousand questions, but rapidly growing fatigue was pushing them aside. The last several days had been marked by flight, combat, s*x, and trekking. He was once again flagging. With Chael ably steering them, Sparr pulled up a blanket, stretched out as comfortably as possible against the hull of the boat, and found sleep. *** He awoke to the crunch of stones. Sparr's first realization was that Chael was pulling the compact vessel ashore on a gravel and sand spit. His next realization was that it was light enough to see. They were still underground. The ceiling of the cave soared above them at least thirty meters, an irregular surface of sharp
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