Ahead of them, through that doorway lodged into the great dragon, the passage slopes gently downward into pitch darkness and a deepening silence. The air is thick and heavy, stale in the way that very old things are, and somewhere waiting ahead of them is the scorched tang of arcane things: burning lyrium, or the Veil turned sheer, or old enchantments breathing unexpectedly to life. And--
They are a few steps through the doorway, not yet distant enough to have completely lost sense of the chamber with the disappearing city, when another great shudder trembles through the floor. Behind them, there is a bizarrely muffled deep impact as in the room they've just left one of the ascended bells has snapped free of its old chain hoist and come plummeting back down.
The effect is immediate; a crack spiders along the reflecting pool basin. The newly turned table lurches in its housing as some invisible mechanism supported by the counter weight system suddenly comes untethered on one side, and then the whole rotating table begins to collapse into the hollow space below it. The side of the table closest to the doorway rises--and jams there, cutting the doorway through which they'd just passed in half.
Then, with unsettling quiet, the floor behind them begins to crumble away and the featureless black passage before them likely suddenly seems far more attractive by comparison.
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They are a few steps through the doorway, not yet distant enough to have completely lost sense of the chamber with the disappearing city, when another great shudder trembles through the floor. Behind them, there is a bizarrely muffled deep impact as in the room they've just left one of the ascended bells has snapped free of its old chain hoist and come plummeting back down.
The effect is immediate; a crack spiders along the reflecting pool basin. The newly turned table lurches in its housing as some invisible mechanism supported by the counter weight system suddenly comes untethered on one side, and then the whole rotating table begins to collapse into the hollow space below it. The side of the table closest to the doorway rises--and jams there, cutting the doorway through which they'd just passed in half.
Then, with unsettling quiet, the floor behind them begins to crumble away and the featureless black passage before them likely suddenly seems far more attractive by comparison.