CHAPTER 69The movement in the midst of such silent stillness made Josyff jump and, uncertain which opening he had been looking at in the reflection in the knife blade, he spun almost completely round as he scanned the hall. But there was nothing there. Whatever he had seen, there was no sign of it now — just a cluster of the waving golden lines trembling uncertainly. They were there long enough this time for him to be sure they were no illusion, but not long enough for him to study them.
Clutching at one of them had brought him to this place — saved his life, he reminded himself, with some gratitude — but had perhaps someone else come here in the same way?
Or something...
And if so, where was it?
It would have to have been demonically fast to flee the hall in the time it took him to tu
