Dreams of flying
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Saxif watched as Mabu carefully opened the door and started at the fall of it. She chuckled silently. Her amusement ended when they had stepped with in. Her jaw dropped at the sight. The inside was a massive hollow structure. She had expected cave like passages but the wide open space of the place had her in awe. A chunk of crumbling stone fell in the distance off a seemingly suspended level; it was a sign of its age and instability. Looked up at the long tubes that seemed to keep the roof in place, parts of it had fallen in giving them rays of light to see within. Her excitement grew but she knew she had to keep herself calm. This place was not safe to run about within. She would have to allow her curiosity to only reach a certain level. She sniffed the dry dusted air and smiled. These creatures known as the old ones to Mabu must have been amazing. What a sight this place must have been. In its desecrated state it looked amazing to her. Her tail had wagged with a sudden quickness. [/i]What would she see next that would top this sight?[/i]


This place is amazing. She informed Mabu as they moved on. She wanted to touch everything they had passed but was nervous to do so. She didn’t know what was safe and what was not. She studied one of the objects that were left more intact than the most of many in rows. She poked the disintegrating surface of cloth and plush materials. The shape seemed odd to her but she tilted her head and noticed the familiar grooves. She turned her back to it and carefully sat on the object, her behind seemed to fit nicely as she leaned more into it. She smiled but then there was a creak and a snap. Her feet flew in the air as she fell on her back. She laughed a moment and hoped the crash hadn’t upset the structure. There must have been a lot of the old ones in this place. These things seem like gathering stones. She raised her hand toward Mabu.


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