Darkness, nothing but darkness to the naked eye.
When Mira and Anos set foot in the city beneath the city, all they perceived was darkness.
There was no light from any direction, only the icy Gale sweeping by, the land cracked everywhere, barren, and the sturdy, dead trees were gradually stripped of their remaining bark by the fierce wind. It was hard to imagine anyone living in such a place.
Old Believer Parker led Mira and Anos ahead, in such darkness, the Princess could not fathom how he discerned the direction, but he seemed intimately familiar with the paths here, directly heading towards the road that led to the city below.
A bell tied around Parker's waist chimed as they walked, Mira and Anos kept close to the sound of the bell, for in this dark environment, ears were far more important than eyes.
