He knew without looking that his own body, though young and
strong, bore countless reminders of his own, day to day struggle.
Finding no food in the curving, main chamber, he turned his attention
toward a high arching gateway that led deeper into what he now
recognized as a large cave. Though he had not been certain the night
before, the soft light of an early morning sun now clearly illuminated
its entrance, behind him and to his right, removing any fear that he had
fallen into some dark and treacherous underground maze.
But the sheer size of the alcove he now entered, gave rise to a whole
new series of questions, the answers to which he feared he would not
like. For all around him lay great mounds of treasure, and strange
artifacts his mind could not begin to identify. Piled bronze and silver
coins, chalices studded with diamonds and emeralds, rusting weapons of
every shape and description met his eyes.
Yet these were not what puzzled him. Such things could also be found
along the banks of the river which led to the Island. No, again it was
the sheer size of it all which troubled him. For both the entrance to
the frontal chamber and the arch he had just passed through, were easily
large enough to give passage to creatures infinitely more powerful than
the girl.
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