Why?” Ekinar was watching Nosku’s attempt to start the shuttle, so he could check the records.“This ship is dead. Unless you chop it into pieces and haul it out manually, this isn’t going anywhere.” Teyha was barely able to stay upright. Using her talent for an extended time was more exhausting than hiking in the dark.“There has to be some trace of them here.” Nosku’s voice broke.“There is. They are exactly where you said they would be. In the fissure, in the cliff, in a place only the Shadow Folk can go.” Teyha sighed, “But based on my early translations, it isn’t the temple, it is the prison.”Nosku froze. “The pit?”“Not so much a pit as a crevice with a warning around the door. Your folk were not here the last time I came, so I had to guess at the meaning.”Ekinar put his hand on Nosku’s arm to calm him. “Where is it?”“Come with me.”She left the shuttle and made her way carefully to the doorway in the cliff face. In the dark, the glyphs were surprisingly clear to her.
