"Lily pad room" at Onondaga Cave State Park, Missouri. (Flickr)
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Cave Formations Concept Art by Ken Fairclough
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Fingal’s Cave in Scotland
Photographer: Andy Schmid
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Lake Castrovalva area of Lechuguilla Cave in Carlsbad Caverns National Park, New Mexico. (Robbie Shone)
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Obligatory stalagmite glamour shot 👌
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Eternal Heatstroke
chapter 2: pieces of broken hourglass
The European leg of the Re-Imperatour goes about as smoothly as you might imagine.
Aeon practically spends the next few weeks split between the practice room and locked into their own room. They're fitted for a uniform and mask, and they're more than eager to start wearing it. The mask keeps the other ghouls' eyes off of them, covers the scars that rake across the left side of their face. Even in the common room, when they poke their head out from the safety of their room, they wear the helmet.
Aurora eyes them with something that reads like pity from where she's tucked between the other ghoulettes. She's managed to gel with the pack almost immediately, find her place within their ranks, but they're still on the sidelines, and they feel it itching under their skin, the envy, even though they're the ones keeping their distance. Aeon's been watching, a little shadow against the walls, haunting the pack like a phantom, and even though none of the ghouls they've met have made moves to harm them, they still don't trust them. The moment they let their guard down, turn their back, Aeon fears they'll have claws in their back.
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