ladyepona

Kali pressed her hands against the door, feeling the rough wood beneath her fingertips. In silence she traced the sigils and runes, her senses revealing what weather and age had long since worn away. This had been a grand entrance once, charmed and blessed, but the idols had faded into almost unrecognisable shapes and the symbols had lost most of their potency. For a moment she paused, eyes resting on the bolt of wood and the rusted chain that held it in place. She could feel Miri's prescence even though he was out of sight, waiting faithfully by the ravine. This knowledge gave her strength, and she took hold of the chain which fell apart in