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As he gazed around something glimmering behind him caught his eye. Moving towards it he was suprised to see a silken cord hanging down from the top of the rock tower, across to the ledge on which he had found himself. Pulling on the cord with all his strength convinced him it would bear his weight and so looping his belt around it, he began climbing across to the top of the tower. Reaching the top after a surprisingly short time he discovered not the sun bleached bones he expected but a secluded oasis. In the centre of the oasis stood a roughly hewn obelisk covered with strange symbols. He reached out to touch the stone as the sun finally dipped below the edge of the small plateau and a fiery glow erupted from within the obelisk. The last thing Clay saw was the outline of his outstretched hand against glowing rock as unconsciousness took him. | As he gazed around something glimmering behind him caught his eye. Moving towards it he was suprised to see a silken cord hanging down from the top of the rock tower, across to the ledge on which he had found himself. Pulling on the cord with all his strength convinced him it would bear his weight and so looping his belt around it, he began climbing across to the top of the tower. Reaching the top after a surprisingly short time he discovered not the sun bleached bones he expected but a secluded oasis. In the centre of the oasis stood a roughly hewn obelisk covered with strange symbols. He reached out to touch the stone as the sun finally dipped below the edge of the small plateau and a fiery glow erupted from within the obelisk. The last thing Clay saw was the outline of his outstretched hand against glowing rock as unconsciousness took him. | ||
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| − | [[image:Liath_TheBug_ClayDesert.jpg|thumb|200px|right|Clay exploring Canyon]]A voice like the wind whispered to him, <i>"You are the first of my children to seek me in an age. I see in your heart you are bold and fair. I shall teach you the skills of the Spider that you may lead and protect my children."</i> His mind filled with strange visions of ancient Dine and silken threads seemed to spin around and through him.<br><br> | + | [[image:Liath_TheBug_ClayDesert.jpg|thumb|200px|right|Clay exploring Canyon]]A voice like the wind whispered to him, <i>"You are the first of my children to seek me in an age. I see in your heart you are bold and fair. Strangers seek to disturb the rest of our fallen. I shall teach you the skills of the Spider that you may lead and protect my children."</i> His mind filled with strange visions of ancient Dine and silken threads seemed to spin around and through him.<br><br> |
Clay awoke with a shock to find himself on the same stepped ledge upon which he had stopped to rest earlier. He looked around but could see no sign of the silken cord. His mind raced. Had he simply fallen asleep and dreamed the rest of the climb? He looked down at himself and was disconcerted to find that his body did seem to be crisscrossed by fine silken threads. Brushing himself off, he sat staring out at the now darkened valley for some time. Just as he was beginning to relax, he realised that his Grandfather would probably be worried where he had got to, since he seldom stayed out this late. Rising stiffly from his seated position, Clay began working his way back down from the lofty perch. The dim light of the crescent moon cast crazy shadows on cliff wall making the route down much more hazardous than the climb up had been. Despite this Clay felt a confidence in his movements and even though he missed his footing more than once on loose shale hidden on darkened ledges and should have tumbled to the ground below, each time he somehow managed to reach out and grab a secure hand hold to break his fall.<br><br> | Clay awoke with a shock to find himself on the same stepped ledge upon which he had stopped to rest earlier. He looked around but could see no sign of the silken cord. His mind raced. Had he simply fallen asleep and dreamed the rest of the climb? He looked down at himself and was disconcerted to find that his body did seem to be crisscrossed by fine silken threads. Brushing himself off, he sat staring out at the now darkened valley for some time. Just as he was beginning to relax, he realised that his Grandfather would probably be worried where he had got to, since he seldom stayed out this late. Rising stiffly from his seated position, Clay began working his way back down from the lofty perch. The dim light of the crescent moon cast crazy shadows on cliff wall making the route down much more hazardous than the climb up had been. Despite this Clay felt a confidence in his movements and even though he missed his footing more than once on loose shale hidden on darkened ledges and should have tumbled to the ground below, each time he somehow managed to reach out and grab a secure hand hold to break his fall.<br><br> | ||
| − | + | Reaching the valley floor in a far shorter time than he expected, Clay began racing back towards his home. It was well past midnight by the time he arrived at his grandfather's and despite the extended run did not feel fatigued or even out of breath. Opening the front door as gently as he could, Clay stepped softly inside. His grandfather Bisahalani was snoring quietly in his chair. Despite wanting to ask about what he had experiences, Clay made his way to his room and after washing the rock dust from his hands and face fell onto his bed and was quickly asleep once more.<br><br> | |
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